On This Day
I celebrate this day alone; no one knows.
Quiet moments of solemn reflection,
A candle or two, some genuflection.
No one else knows that I revere this day.
In anonymous, silent celebration.
This day, the fifteenth of May.
Twenty years ago, at a place in the past,
We shared a meal, well away from the crowd.
“It may be therapeutic!” ...
Sunday 14th January 2024 7:45 pm
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