Stones in the Stream

Courtesy: Pixabay
Courtesy: Pixabay
They each meant so much to her,
pieces of her heart,
stones in the stream that was her life.
There came the moment downstream,
in the future where she waited,
when they didn't arrive.

Upon the rock
centered in the current,
grief flowed between her splayed fingers,
futures whose journeys ended too soon,
memories she'd never know
without them to share.

©March 2023
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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