The Letter
Tears roll unbound down my cheeks
I refold the page, its paper worn
Re-read many times, many years
.
The letter fell
Lost
Left alone and cold
On the street
.
I look up, around
There,
Rounding the far corner
I glimpse
A woman of a certain age
It is her name typewritten in black
Her heart held by the words
Her life bent over backward
.
My fingers brush her shoulder
Padded for protection
An illusion of strength
Her head turns
Our eyes speak
My tears tell the tale
She knows
Her history struck my heart
.
I clutch her tightly
Hold her close
Tears flowing freely
She tilts my face to hers gently
Her rough thumb
Wipes away my pain
She whispers softly
It’s Ok, – I survived
.
She lets go
I am left
Alone and cold
She disappears into the fracas of people
Rushing along the street.
.
Cheryle April 11, 2015
Lightwalkers Blog 
Yes Cheryle, very nice. Cheers Jamie.
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Thank you. In love and light Cheryle
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Such a heartbreaking read. A lot of history here – a history of so many possibilities and a history of loss. Both survived but still have the loss. Good write.
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Thank you. It was a little scary not going into the details of the letter but I made a big difference. Thank you for getting what was hidden. I’m usually such an everybody needs to have all the information they need to type of girl. In love and light Cheryle
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Ahhh, but I am a triple Scorpio and an old lady….not much gets past me! And because I write haiku, I’m used to not getting or giving a lot of details…. 🙂
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This gave me shivers down my spine!
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Thank you for popping in and leaving such a wonderful comment. I am glad it was able to elicit an reaction. In love and light Cheryle
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Cheryle this is beautiful, a wonderful display of empathy and love for the human condition.
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Thank you Pixie: thank you for reading it and leaving such generous comments. I am glad the emotions were palpable. I enjoyed writing this piece. It was hard not to go into the details of the letter or to tell what was upsetting. I am glad I was able to restrain myself. In love and light Cheryle
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It`s like a mystery.
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That was part of what I was going for. Thank you I appreciate you noticing. I’m usually such a blabber mouth – I think everyone should have all of the information available, it was hard to keep the details hidden. In love and light Cheryle
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I saw you liked a post I was just reading and I clicked on your picture and found your blog. You have braids! I have one, too. So I thought I’d look you up and see what you write about. I’m not sure if you are new to blogging, but it appears you are doing blogging 101. I met a lot of great people when I did this course, too. I have two blogs. Easy to find through my gravatar if you want to take a look. One of them I am very serious about with serious content and the second one is for all the other things I want to write or reblog. So I will follow you and see what other wonderful things you have to write.
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Thank you for following. Yes I wear braids. I can keep my hair i order, my head cool and I enjoy the peace of braiding. I think it is cool you also have a braid. Ive been busy this week and am going through blog withdrawal. Once i have my time back i will check out your blogs. I started blogging in January and love it
Blogging U is a wonderful way to figure out what us going on, meet interesting people and develop discipline. Which I sorely lack. Nice to meet you. In Love and light Cheryle
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Oh, something else I noticed. You ended a reply above with the phrase, Love and light. My husband and always say this to each other when we are parting – even going to another room. One says, “Peace and love” The other says, “Love and light”
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It is such a loving saying. I wish everyone finds love and discovers their light. In love and light Cheryle
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This one really touched me deeply. Thank you.
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