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Magnify

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The first chord
And I am taken back
To days
Gone by.
Mamma cooking in the kitchen with
Her favorite apron on.
Her cheeks rosie
And heart full.
Dad sitting back on the couch,
A big grin on his face.
Christmas records playing.
And laughter echoing
Through our
Tiny trailer insulated in snow.
Neighbors, friends and family crammed in every nook
As we celebrated
The holiday season.

(cigarette smoke filled the air and alcohol flowed amidst the peaceful chaos)
We could not help but touch for there
Was no room to hide.
We did not have much
But we had each other.
Ups and downs,
Good and bad.
We wore our love without shame.
Our humanness on the inside reaching out.
Pulling each other through the endless
Cold winter nights.
Each of us our own shade of light
Together creating a beacon to keep
Warm.

We magnified each others hearts with love.

Ebb and Flow

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Morning.
Up before sunrise.
Dancing in the dark.

Playing my records

In the kitchen,
A few songs on repeat.

(Tears dried in my dreams)

One day flowing into the next.
Loving.
Learning.
Growing.
Holding on to this,
Letting go of that.
Things that must be said,
Memories wished to be forgotten.
Ebb and flow.
This I know;
I woke breathing this morning.

Affintiy

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Yes I have an affinity

For

Rainbows

And

Getting lost.

Kind words and lip gloss.

Singing in the rain

And record players.

Wind in my hair

And

Silence.

Dancing by myself and stranger’s grins.

Sand in my toes

And the smell of mountain air

On my skin.

So many little things that go so far.

Yes they make me smile.

You see

These little things save me

From myself.