Poet’s Corner

I Am Not Her Anymore

I am not her any more

Sometimes I miss her –

I catch a glimpse of her –

I even hear her –

But I am not her anymore

Sometimes I wonder what she would say –

What she would do –

What she would dream –

But I am not her anymore

Sometimes I think about the places she went –

The people she loved –

The things she did –

But I am not her anymore

Sometimes I remember her crying all alone –

Her being bound and gagged –

Her living in terror and horror –

But I am not her anymore

Sometimes I think about her meeting you –

And I thank God –

You let her become me.

Tags: James Kavanaugh, “Will you be my friend?"

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