Mountain or Valley It’s All the Same

When she slipped off
on her journey
to try to finally find her peace,
I could never decide
if she left a part of herself behind
or took part of me with her.
Whether she left a mountain
or a valley,
it was something
I could never get past.
And isn’t that a silly thing
to say these decades later?
I don’t care.
I don’t care.
It’s just as real now
as all those years ago.
Ah, but life goes on
and it did, of course.
But . . .

Michael Mathews
October 10, 2020
Saturday night – 10:11 PM
On the lake where I sometimes hear rumors of home

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