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You Already Knew

 


Remind me what you said

Just before the sky broke. 


New white sandals,

Cuffed shorts

Embroidered and hemmed 

Just above the knee

Every inch exploring

Braids twisted in hope,

Nothing is missing,

But everything is gone. 


Unwinding.

I speak… listen.

I fly… walk.

I move… still.

But, you already knew.


In the park, children playing

Through the haze, sunbeams swaying

Trees whisper their ancient lore

And the world turns, evermore

In each face, a story to find

In each heart, a piece of time


Unwinding.

I speak… listen.

I fly… walk.

I move… still.

But, you already knew.


Unwinding.

I speak… listen.

I fly… walk.

I move… still.

But, you already knew.


Remind me what you said,

just before the sky broke.




(C) 2024  BMI. 

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