Sometimes you find your answers in a place you weren't looking.
Under the couch by the tv remote you lost.
That you swore you just had in your hand but for some reason you don't remember ever putting it down.
Sometimes it's in the fridge, next to the Tupperware container of chicken parmesan that should have been thrown out a week ago but you haven't had the energy to bring it to the trash can.
5 feet to the garbage.
But sometimes you find the answers in a moment.
In a feeling.
Sitting under a tree watching the sun set over the forever beds of brothers and sisters.
Mothers.
Husbands.
Children.
There's an answer written in the purples and blues washing over the headstones.
You can't quite read it yet, it's not clear enough.
But the answers are here.
Waiting for you to be ready.
Waiting for you to decipher.
About the Creator
Florence Susanne
I am a 24-year-old of mother of 2 boys.
Author of Love, Lust, and Misery
Author of Poems from a Schizophrenic Mind
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