Somewhere
Nearly lost to me now
Is the life I should have lived
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Glenda, your poem is very moving. Here is a reflection (Love after Love) by Derek Walcott that came straight into my mind. Hope it helps. Adrian The time will come when, with elation you will greet yourself arriving at your own door, in your own mirror and each will smile at the other's welcome, and say, sit here. Eat. You will love again the stranger who was your self. Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart to itself, to the stranger who has loved you all your life, whom you ignored for another, who knows you by heart. Take down the love letters from the bookshelf, the photographs, the desperate notes, peel your own image from the mirror. Sit. Feast on your life.
Glenda , your poem at 4am is excellent.I really like it and am very impressed.Thank You.