church bells will be ringing
there is no turning back
(not now)
after all has been said and done
though regret begets misery
you occasionally look behind you
knowing you can’t take anything back
your precious recollections
much different than other realities
it was a saturday and the church
bells did ring at noon
rain giving way to sunshine
enlivening stations of the cross
etched upon stained glass windows
invisible gates sway wide open
light infiltrating and reflecting
exposing twelve concrete steps
you’ve stumbled down too many times
december two thousand seventeen
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I read this today, on my wedding anniversary..it touches me deeply.
Thank you for visiting again – I’m happy it touched you, Denise.