Rediscovery


Reached out of window
Her frail hands
The beautiful colours
Of the earthly years and its composition

I shall see you again,
As the train whistled her away
To the journey towards the ocean
Where she can paint and read

Away from the troubles of her time
Spent all her youth in protection
Of the ones she cared for and loved

Now all gone,
to their own corners
So the journey begins
to rediscover her again.

Kashkin

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