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Hidden Emotions

 

Hidden emotions

scream inside.

The relatives do not speak

avoiding a searing truth.

I am left wondering

why the compass disappeared

only to rediscover that a weather vane

points the sunny way home.

 

 

 

 

 

Author:

I made it this far and plan to keep going. I believe nature heals the soul. I love to journal, to write, do art, and music. I'm not afraid to tackle tough subjects. Solar-powered & drive hybrid. Trying to do my part. Earned my BA at 53. And, I believe, it's never too late to have a happy childhood.

2 thoughts on “Hidden Emotions

  1. Wonderful how your few words tell it all. I love the weather vane pointing the sunny way home after the family compass got lost. Beautiful. Families can be the best of things and the worst of things. ❤

  2. I hope the poem worked. It sounds too cheesy to say “home is where the heart is.” :0 Happy summer solstice and Father’s Day, Viva! Will catch up on reading everybody’s blogs today. ❤

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