thistles

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thistles

you came into my world
like sunshine on heather
on the slopes of Ben Lomond
like a soft wind
bringing springtime
to the Great Glen

you enriched my life
like a unicorn
brightens a child’s dreams
with magic and joy

and summer passed
in a wondrous haze
where thistles
meek as daisies
brushed our smiling lips
and the sweet sound
of a thousand bagpipes
reflected in our laughing eyes

you left
after you took from me
everything
you could steal*

like the light
from my heart
and the hope
from my soul
and the memory
of love
that perhaps
never did exist


*Thank you, Uncle Bobby

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7 Responses to thistles

  1. trishsplace says:

    Beautiful. Soulful.

    Like

  2. Lindsey says:

    Beautiful images brushed my skin as I read.

    Like

  3. jenne49 says:

    Such beautiful images.
    Such pain.

    Like

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