If Tomorrow Starts Without Me
Leaving life, but returning as much more
If tomorrow starts without me
and you tear the bed apart - searching for pieces of me
as tears are falling from your eyes with an over beating heart
know that I am closer than you think
I am the bird perched outside the bedroom window
and when you step outside and begin cursing the ground
I am the wind that blows across your face
I am the first star in the sky that begins to shine
the shimmer in the corner of your eye from the first winters snow
I am the sun that peaks through trees with fallen leaves
I may have left life, but returned as much more
I may have left life, but I did not leave you
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Anastasia M. Lindsey
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Anastasia M. Lindsey
Author, Poet, Dreamer, and Creator. "Poetic Rose" was published in 2019 on Amazon. She appreciates the moonlight that fuels her creativity. She is manifesting, growing, painting, singing, reading, dreaming, and loving her family and friends
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