She feels such an ache that it takes every ounce in her to breathe.  
The ground opening up  for her from beneath.

Questioning the reason for her existence. How am I impacting the world around me?
What do I do that makes a difference?

She catches a glimpse of herself in a store window.
Seeing a girl, a woman, a wife, a mother
Is this what I'm meant to be?  
But who am I to disagree.

Realizing that she,  being herself, is a true hero.      
  
The ground closes, a bounce returns to her step as she continues her journey
Knowing that she and only she can decide her fate without having to be carried out on a gurney      
                
We are all beautiful in our own freakness Learn to revel in our uniqueness.

When we first met                          
I knew we were meant to be a set  
A pair, a duo, a duplet    
                      
Chemistry and energy  is our aura
Looking styling in our fedoras

Flirting and singing, sending off sparks of true blue                    
Our meeting a real coup,  straight out of a mystery by  Nancy Drew                        
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You add peace and subtract sorrow  
My head as clear as the sky on top of Mount Kilimanjaro
I will love you until there is no tomorrow

You are my friend, my partner, my life
I don't want any disagreement or strife
Just fun, entertainment and rife

Always and forever.

Soulmate.          
Found too late.                        
You already have a mate.
Our eyes meet from across the street.  
Instinctively knowing we were meant to meet.                                    
You feel entirely whole, healed and intact.                                        
You cross, closing the divide.
Both of you knowing this cannot be denied.    
Right there in the middle of the road.
You touch and the air explodes.  
Eyes locked, all life's experiences communicated.
A soft smile, a nod and a goodbye.      
Another time another July.

A child is born and we rejoice        
Happy there was a choice.
A new mother quickly forgets the pain of birth
As all great things in life come from our earth.
The child grows and the changes become apparent                  
Transparent to all but the parents.    
How did they not see their jewel, the star in their eyes, was different from all the other little guys
Their angel was the devil in disguise.
No hope of winning a Nobel Prize, they decide to baptize.
Dressed in white  surrounded by friends
They celebrate the rebirth of the end.

Alarm ringing
Pitter patter of little feet
Orange juice, aroma of coffee, burnt toast and butter
Pigtails, sundresses, baseball cap and shorts

Children playing, water splashing
Scraped knees and band-aids
Smell of fresh cut grass and lavender
Warm summer breeze
Picnic lunches and napping in hammocks

Mothers calling, children running
Hot dogs and hamburgers
Corn on the cob, watermelon
In and out in a half hour

Tag, kick the can, hide and seek
Fire flies and mason jars  
S'mores,  camp fires, scary stories
Sunset, red sky at night.

Bubble bath and baby powder    
Onesies, quiet time
Bedtime reading and nightly prayers
Warm bed and sweet dreams

Hello, are you there?
Why do I feel so all alone when I can still feel you, smell you?
Every day I'm asked,  how are you?  You know with that sad. ".R "    
Can they not see the haze that surrounds me?
Your haze.          
When I go to bed at night I can feel you, my body recognizing your touch, I shiver, sending goosebumps  down my spine.
Your scent emanates from my pillow, lulling me into a false sense of security
How long has it been?
A day, a week, a month, a year.        
Time has no boundaries.      
You're not a figment of my imagination.
I know you're there,  you promised you would never leave me.  
You promised.
I miss you.
Please find a way to come back to me