Witholding

She used to withhold

the truth…

now it rolls

off her tongue;

unfolding

unfolding…

 

the earth still rotates;

the sun will rise;

hearts don’t  break;

nobody dies!

 

Poem & Photo ©Mairi McLean 2016

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