In old photographs
hanging above the stairs
your smile
stands out from the rest
leaps from the gloss to take me by the hand,
reminds me to breathe
and smile with you.
In the doorways
and arches of home
your laugh
sings throaty and bold
stretches to every corner
to pull me in close,
reminds me to breathe
and laugh with you.
In the garden
bursting with blossom
your voice
appears to work magic
hums a sweet melody
to envelope me,
reminds me to breathe
and hum along with you.
And each time
I see you
I smile and I breathe,
a thank you.
Beautiful 💓 created a nice imagery😊
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Thank you ☺️
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My pleasure! U have a different style. Keep writing 😊
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