Tragic Chapters
Time after time, I recall fondling the book,
Hour after minute, delaying the inevitable look.
The pages lay dusty, fading undisturbed.
Tears fall in drops filled with love grief throbs.
I strain my eyes to attempt each word.
Imagery leaps at me, emotional pieces I cannot free.
A soft, aching sob sits now, curled in fear's quake,
Dreading chapters lost in shadow times of us.
Worst, the pages neglect to say why
and my heart accepts sad is her only ally.
... CayCay Jennings
July 27, 2016
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