Pink Lace

Author's Note: I am the sole owner of this poem it is entierly mine and no other

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I have left home, moved to another country

The outsider feeling is a hard one to get by

But I’ll manage somehow

How will I manage? You ask- must you ask?

Was it not you who stood by me all these years?

Was it not you who said-

Cast whatever fears you have on me for I am;

The shoulders that will carry your burdens

The river that will wash away the dry seasons

The sun that will enrich your existence

The one who will never forsake; never rebuke you

A year it has been, I am still unchanged

Still caught in the net you have weaved

I cry alone in my room-yet I am not alone

You are listening aren’t you?- Hidden in the shadows

I walk on the beach- unaccompanied-yet there are two sets of footprints

You follow me don’t you?- you protect me don’t you?

So far apart yet so close

Our lives divided by time lines; unavoidable obstacles

We fly on different clouds now-but I see you in the distance

You’re waving, fading; just out of my reach

Unable to meet, unable to speak we’re in two dimensions

A place where the light shines once

In that moment of radiance I see it; the bond you made

The promise you gave and kept-the reason why;

Even worlds apart we are connected

It glitters in the sun rays

It illuminates the dark corners of the barriers

It shows you on the other side-looking in; smiling

It shows your breath ghosting down the glass

It reveals the handprint left behind; as you fade into the dark

You made that bond the moment we met-didn’t you?

You threaded it into my very skin;

If we ever part in this race of life you said-we will still be linked

Linked by our souls that dance and intertwine;

Around the bond of friendship you made

By casting your pink lace

-Rochelle .A. Lee

-For Kalia my BFF, love always

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