Rik Arron
These are my head thoughts, my eye visions and my speech words from the less travelled road.
Will I ever see you again? Have you moved on, to another place or time? Are you waiting just past the end of this life or somewhere in the next — smiling, arms outstretched to reach up to try to get your arms around your son who has somehow grown so tall? Or was that it? Was that all I got?
Deep Water
Aaron Bleyaert
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Beautifully written, exactly how I think but your words are perfect.
