Friday, May 29, 2015

Hand full of heart

A day of lasts
Is firstly, hard to carry
My heart feels tired
And heavy to hold

This ending continues

The first of many lasts
(Last school lunch
Last Friday together
Last junk art
Last choice time
Last matrix
Last reflections
Last fish tank clean
Last trip together
Last night in Denver)
Last of many firsts

Tiny hearts bearing heavily
In tiny hands meant to safe keep big dreams

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