What Is The Cost?

Purples
Yellows
Blues
Greens
Reds

Highs
Lows
Hills
Valleys

Treble
Bass
Mid Range

Fields of Grass
Meadows with lakes
Naked Bodies melding together

Laughing
Crying
Joyful Noises

250,000
3 Days
Rain

Gone
Forgotten
Lost In The Moment
Just like the headstones

What is the cost of FREEDOM?

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Long Winter Years

It was love,
It was hope,
It was great.
You were here.
We were together.
Then we were gone.

I found you.
We talked again.
I found hope.
It was great.
You were there.

Before I could ask you.
Before I had the courage.
Before I knew you might answer.
I looked and you were gone.

I never thought in a million years.
That when we finally part.
It would drive the pain home again.
It would make all things stop.

Just as I was looking.
Just as I was hoping.
Just as I was reading.
Someone said she is gone.

I never got to ask you.
I guess I never will.
I will say I Love You.
But Bitter as it is.
I will say I miss you.
And you know I always will.

Rest in Peace My Love.
And know we will meet again.
For as I put paper to pen.
I write to you from my heart.

It was love,
It was hope,
It was great.
You were here.
We were together.
Then we were gone.

Goodbye My Love
I will see you soon.

 

To my dear friend with Love.
Cindy Gayle (Moffatt) Gilliam
Oct. 7 1954 to April 17 2013