Anna Blake Godbout
Notes from the Ridge
Remnant
A very special poem from my poetry collection Journey On: Beauty And Grit Along the Way. It was one of those poems that came to me so easily…I love when writing a poem can actually be almost effortless. This one was:
Remnant
You found me alone,
yearning for the summer’s moon
and encircled me like a wraparound porch.
Drawing me close, you took my pain and fears
and welcomed them in.
You came and stayed in my heart
giving love with yours.
You are gone, but your love remains,
like the remnant of an old soft blue sweater
hung nearby on a peg by the back door,
waiting for the wearer to return home.
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