where the windows stood ~


A amazing poem shared.

tornadoday

had I loved
with something less
than all this heart
could hold –
measured my desire
by yesterdays
counted not the bounty
love was sure
to bring
at risk for loss
an ache so deep –
I could not turn away

the stars escape
this time of year –
and some
will never know
of ancients
where the windows stood –
eyes to catch the light
love resolved
the heart to overflow

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