She Remembered

Courtesy: Pixabay
Courtesy: Pixabay
She remembered.
In that moment,
she remembered.
Part of her brain
had urged her to forget,
but she remembered anyway.

Pieces at first.
A gasp,
a tear without a home.
What no one should recall,

To help heal
a long ago child's hurt,
she remembered possibilities,
She remembered to live.

©August 2017, June 2020
Christina Anne Hawthorne

About Christina Anne Hawthorne

Alive and well in the Rocky Mountains. I'm a fantasy writer who also dabbles in poetry, short stories, and map making. My Ontyre tales are an alternative fantasy experience, the stories rich in mystery, adventure, and romance. Alternative fantasy? Not quite steampunk. Not quite gothic. In truth, the real magic is in those who discover what's within.
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