There was mournful music

And a history of verbal abuse.

Childhood fancies

That she never knew.

Variations on a dream

Lashed out of her.

The night’s approach

A stifling blue.

The sweep of circumstance,

So often harsh,

Brought her open and joyous,

To this moment with you.

© 2021 Jeff E. Brown. All rights reserved.

By jebrownwriter

Houston, TX-based Writer and Photographer. Proud pet rescuer who spends nearly all his money on them.

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