Precious memories
Picchu is apart of them
a "fraidy" cat
is under my toes
No one knows
what path life will take
No one knows the course
I set my compass
Sometimes I have to throw it away
A GPS not functioning
You were on my path
The years we spent amazing
The years we spent together
I touch a leaf now
pinch my waist
You are not here
I am left to carry our memories
I will,
I promise
I promise.
Anita Schiffman Holzberg
Sunday, 22 January 2012
I Set My Compass - Anita
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