The Torchbearer
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The Torchbearer


A Poem

Photo by Jon Tyson on Unsplash

I remember
the words
of my mother
and feel
her hand
on my shoulder.
Time is a gift
that we steal
from ourselves.
Hold your thoughts
in your heart
so you can feel
their warmth
on those nights
when the north wind
sends a chill
down your back.
I catch a snowflake
on my tongue
and cry.



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Harley King

Harley King

Poet, Novelist, Artist. Follow me on my novel writing journey: Editor: The Torchbearer.