Stirring the Mind into Thought

Sankofa bird

Pieces lay shattered on the floor
Of a present I was given before
Should I throw it away, to be lost
Like other broken things that cost
Me too much pain and time to care

Am I strong enough to even dare
To return to it, put it together
Let it build back to what it was prior
What it was meant to be for me
A cherished token in my memory

It is something I cannot leave behind
For without it I am trapped in time
For it reminds me to keep going
To walk into the future knowing
I need to go back and re-member.

December 21st, 2009 at 12:41 PM and tagged ,

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