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What am I to do?

When we were new

I made plans

grand plans

for you

for us.

So young with

caramel fingers and toes

plump and soft as pillows

I held you close

and sang to you those

songs I loved the most.

And now your older

stronger, wiser

off to lands beyond our mountains.

Now I'm old

those plans full grown

and flowered rich

with promises fulfilled

until--

that life that I-with love- created

that was you

was snuffed out suddenly

what am I to do?

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Written by
kimberly-c-brown
Jamaican
Published
Jul 7, 2011
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