Popping Poem by Natalie Nicole Story
Popping
I can see your hands
They popped into my mind
Just the other day
followed by you
and a river of tears ensued.
They keep popping into my mind
now...from time to time
causing pause & introspection
curiosity, prayer, & speculation
I remember the shape
of your finger nails
the way you bite your lip
the feel of your hair
2016 sometime, I believe.
Monday, November 21, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: memories
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