LIFE Poem: WHEN YOU SHRINK YOUR CIRCLE, by Rosemary Esehagu

Time heals all wounds; it refocuses pain, these aches we
hide in our hearts.
The loss that fell from our hearts used to be a bridge.
Together we could find laughter to masquerade
our tears and wails. Now there is a pit in
our hearts where our loss used to be.
We feel its absence, we recognize
our incomplete hearts, and we see
the pits in each other. Now our pits are reminders of what used to be,
of what could have been.
It is hard to admit it but
taking a step back, away
from us,
brings
comfort through forgetfulness about the cause of the
stinging tears.
Until one day we pass each other by as strangers
that never meet
again.
But hope
is like sunshine
raining on a cloudy day.
It can rejuvenate, make us
look past these losses—
be redefined.
It fills our voids
with splendid memories,
and we can laugh and cry
together without uncomfortable
tension. Then one day we’ll meet
and pick up not from where we left
off but from somewhere new, a place
of understanding or acceptance, where time always
looks forward.
And if we never meet again, I can wish you well with all
my heart

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