Borders (Kristin’s Poem)

oh!, how I would erase this border

that keeps us from all that could be;

all that could have been!

all from where the hearts sunk

and where the unforeseen fractured dream broke,

tears choked.

look me in the eyes

under this moon

find these moonshadows;

in my forty years

through the pain and through the laughter

I’ve learned people come and go

and you’re here, day after day

my mind, my heart refusing to let go.

some are loved and some are cherished.

and yet, these memories of us hang on

like leaves on a summer tree!

but by fall those leaves start falling in my dreams

and yet when I woke

a winter’s blanket covers

and hibernates all those sad good byes;

echoes are heard through all the pictures

and keeps the fire within.

not one moment I would change

not one moment I regret!

there’s you, and there’s me

and there is some sort of invisible divide

that keeps us apart.

the love is there!

oh!, deny not!

somewhere outside of the governmental divide that says “no”

the tears start to show.

between the hurt and frustration

and seeing the crumbling foundation

the tears start to show!

oh, Kristin!

I would erase this border!

and maybe we would wake up in a different morning

oh, how I would erase this border

that keeps us from all that could be;

all that could have been

from where the hearts broke,

the tears choked.

look me in the eyes

under this moon,

find these moonshadows

c. 2018  bgw