Wednesday, August 24, 2016

Madness

When did you become
her constant companion?
Was it when she was five
when her mother died and
she was sent away?
Did you join her
on that long train ride
sit beside her
hold her hand
tell her not to cry?
Was it then that you told her
you would always be
by her side?
When did she turn to you,
welcome you in?
Was it when she had no one,
nowhere else to turn?
Did you say follow me
I will take you away?
Or did you just stand there
and catch her
as she fell?

~Nina Anne LaFleur

Author & Poet Until . . .

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