Singing My Solo

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I laughed until I cried

I sang until the song died

I was singing my solo..... suddenly

No one standing beside me

 

I asked for this, remember

As the awareness of mid November

Blew across my ageless face

Once aglow in blended gratitude

and grace

 

Traveling away from my imposed shell

Once again it is time, I may as well

Move forward on the presented path

I've been washed clean in the sacred

soul bath

Of being where I was sposed to be

For the now yellow-edged years

trailed out there

behind me

 

Time to step out into the snow outside 

my

window pane

Not so long ago, the window knew the

touch of rain

As do my cheeks right now, tender tears

The reflections of all the memories birthed

in all those years

They trail my aging face

Leaving their tracks, their trace

 

In their reflections...I realized.....I was

rejoicing in

the fact

that:

 

I laughed until I cried

I sang until the song died

I was singing..... alone suddenly

No one standing beside me