The Red Shoe

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A little red shoe
Is the gateway
To the world
Full of dreams for you

It lies in innocence
Deep in the garden
Of my blooming daffodils
Awaiting your remembrance

A swing set sways
Blown by the wind
Wishing for your company
On this winter’s day

Awaiting your tiny hands
That held on to the chains
And with each rise
Imagined unknown mysterious lands

A lovely dressed up doll
Sits alone at your tea party
She misses the hugs
That kept away the night’s cold

She awaits mundane conversations
Your fairy tale concerns
The view from the dollhouse now:
Everyday is a dark revelation

Perched on my window sill
My cold dark mind
Flutters like that bee
Buzzing around my daffodils

They miss your touch so tender
Their beauty belying the truth
They bloom from the love
Seeping through from six feet under….

My journey just began!

Something waits at the end of the line
I see it smile and hide away
A ghost like mischief
It shows itself again
And then blinds me into a blissful sleep
Joy is an understated promise
Happiness an added luxury
My end suddenly seems
Like the best end of it all
It washes past me and meets me in my dreams
Something waits behind that hill
A promise better than a sunrise
A wish stronger than the stars
In that strength of fearless hope
This life lauds its brave heart
At the last step to the top
The mind is scared
Of dead ends and living things
The feet take the last swing
The lungs the last breath
Only to find a perfect end is a better beginning
At the end of this line
Lies the start of another!