Monday, February 25, 2013

An Acrostic Ode

 Struggling for sanity, your
 Always told the truth:
“Nothing to hide here,

 Man, I am what I am.
 Occasionally joyful, your love
 Resonated in that
 Reassuring way:  you told me
 I belonged.  And the
 Sincerity with which you carried
 On should be a lesson to us all.
 Not anyone you loved will ever be the same.

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