Our little lives,
Our daily lives.
So lonely they….not far, not close,
Every day,
Ah, just a dose.
Little lives they,
Daily lives, they,
Separate from wants.
Not wrong, not right,
Just apart…
Ah, the loved-hearts’ plight!
Our little lives,
Our daily lives,
Away from our loves.
Not lost, not found,
For love’s hidden,
Where longing is found.
K. Aldaya, 5/25/06
Picture: Artist Unknown; http://www.divorcecollaborative.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/09/skeleton-waiting.jpg

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