Vows Poem by elysabeth faslund

This is so sad. Like a scrap of an old photograph. Your economy with words is superb, as is your capacity to share without quite telling. Love, Allie xxxx

I felt the 'psychogenic-lump-in-the-throat' with those few words so connected. I can be fairly analytical, but I've no idea as to reason... like a guitar note with eternal sustain. To evoke such response requires a gift somewhere beyond the concrete. Thank you!