broken heart, i've felt it, too
i'm so sorry
this poem comes seven years after writing my first piece as lynn, 'white bird,' on poetbay.
my terri
i think of a sweater or a scarf
unraveling
one row at a time row upon row
yarn falling to the floor
the history
of that sweater or scarf
disappearing
the stories
the memories
the touches
the warmth
going
going gone
so
terri unraveled me
Poetry by one trick pony
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