Everyday, somewhere
irreconcilable change.
Endings pivot to less beginnings
emptiness beside waking self.
Everyday, somewhere
someone’s last dawn
awakens another’s grief.
Photo taken in Provincetown, MA, on Cape Cod.
Everyday, somewhere
irreconcilable change.
Endings pivot to less beginnings
emptiness beside waking self.
Everyday, somewhere
someone’s last dawn
awakens another’s grief.
Photo taken in Provincetown, MA, on Cape Cod.
lillian the home poet 
That’s too sad to contemplate, Lillian.
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I lost a dear friend two weeks ago…and somehow, my last morning in Bermuda, watching the dawn..these words flowed. Heartbreaking in its reality.
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The loss of a friend is never easy. Very sorry.
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This is so sad. I sympathize with you in the loss of your friend. I lost a Dear friend two years agi in mid-March. It seems the pain is always there.
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It was interesting….I was up early as I always do in Bermuda, watching my last dawn for this visit, and the words “last dawn” came to mind…and from there, these words. I didn’t take a photo that morning….I became so engrossed in my words and memories. I do miss Louise. And I’m sorry for the loss of your friend as well.
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Glorious!
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Thank you! 🙂
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