As the year’s go by…

As the years go by

I think of the those

hands that courted me with flowers

put a band on my finger

held our babies

dabbed my tears as we walked through our empty nest

and now holds me close as we enjoy the twilight

and settle in for winter’s embrace

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©Alexis Rose,  Photo by Wilson Sánchez on Unsplash

Thank you for reading my memoir, Untangled, A Story of Resilience, Courage, and Triumph