does my fear
push you away
does the ache in my heart
leave you no space
do the shards at my feet
have you cautious of your step
remember when
your love was strong
passion at the wheel
no governor on your heart
not reckless
but stepping through yesterday’s chains
true remains my love
but the path is winding
and my mind is full
I stumble
I may fall
the pace is slowed
Blackstone River
Cumberland, RI
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