Destination Unknown

For November 18 here’s a poem about distance and ever increasing silences

Made of sticks and stones

photo credit: One Candle Photos Time Portal Watercolor via photopin(license)

How did we end up with so much distance
Between you and I? Between what we were
And what we’ve become. Gaping silences
Now divide us, where once laughter united.

There was a time I’d have driven for miles
To bask in the glory of a half-smile.
Now I just wonder, how did we end up
With so much distance between you and I?
 
© 2018 | Frank Regan, All rights reserved.

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