Life|Poetry

Dust to Dust

The “Between”

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Like snowflakes
that quickly descend,
varied one by one
as they reach their
end…so are the
minutes of our life.
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From a little boy
to a man, who would
know how quickly the
years would scan.

Although apart for
months, sometimes
years, we could always
jump right back to our
childhood yesteryears.

We rarely spoke of
the dysfunctional family
we were.
It was our bond of
laughter that kept
us rolling in gut-
wrenching tears.

Siblings as such, we
would laugh about the
silliest stuff, but never
address the serious things
that were too rough.

Your “between” was
western bound.
Lonely nights in the
desert bare, surrounded
by the starry…