Adele C. Geraghty (A.K.A). A. C. Geraghty
Scouring on hands and knees,
watching the soapy puddles
reflections of hope gone,
in swirling eddies.
Canvassing the expanse of terra,
where your feet purged me from denial,
I could dream a merry future from a bruise;
turn a slap into a bright tomorrow.