Where is she
I sit on the bed and wait
Eyes closed, heart in hand
Try again to conjure
The girl I once was
The one before
Before you
Before it
Where is she
Where am I
Where is she
I sit on the bed and wait
Eyes closed, heart in hand
Try again to conjure
The girl I once was
The one before
Before you
Before it
Where is she
Where am I
Life On The Skinny Branches 
Lovely poem, Margaret, poignant and apt. Great job!
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Thank you!!
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Oh….she is around….just try to wake her up….you may live the life….all over….once again….
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