Re-connection


A span of time
shattered
by a single phone call.
Years thought gone
blink into the present
never having been lost
but simply unspoken.

Within moments memories glow –
burning off the dust of silence
as the warmth of remembered light
begins to hum again.

                                          ~ For D.




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Haiku [untitled]

Winter and the cold snow bring the dark-eyed juncos. My heart, full, watches.