by Cheryl Pennington

Tracing the rim of your glass with

your fingers,

you told me about your life,

filling my mind with thoughts of


Tracing the lines of my body with your

gentle hands,

you awakened the passion

that slumbered beneath a cloak

of fear.

Tracing the tears as they slid down

my cheeks,

you coldly walked away,

leaving me to consider all that I


Tracing your footprints, I followed

your voice,

With colors flying I sped to your side,

Upon my white horse quickly bartered

for love.

Tracing life’s highways with the call of

your heart

I followed your dreams, making life anew

with each bend in the road as the

moments flew.

Tracing the lengthening shadows

we watched

our children departing, as silhouettes

against the sunset they faded

from view.

Tracing the lines on the map of

your face,

I find comforting hollows where sweet

memories lie.  The Carnival of our life…





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