Wednesday, March 1, 2017

When I was younger, and bad things happened,
I heard my mom and hers talking
About having to fit time to cry into their schedules
They always understood each other
 
One of them is gone now
And my mom tells me at the kitchen table
That she's scheduling time to cry later

We go in circles, don't we?
We just lose things along the way


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