Day 228 – The Question

The question you are not asking is
do I remember, was it all real–
it’s in bits and pieces now,
the watercolors faded
but the feeling has remained
inside the snow globe, pent up
while the snow came down
but the walls, they never did.
I do remember the nerves, the fear,
pretenses flying, shields at the ready–
do you remember in your idyllic scene,
being so utterly confused?
I couldn’t read the map, I couldn’t read you,
we couldn’t walk,
we could never get comfortable.
The answer is yes though you never asked,
I remember it all, I remember it well
but there’s more of the truth to tell
than old watercolors can paint.

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