surrendered  your car in the bank parking lot   (you drove her all over in that car)  what a strange word   for letting go a life  that stack of napkins you always kept  like white flags now&… Read on blog or Reader Wrestling Word Read on blog or Reader Surrendered By wrestlingwordblog on July 31, 2024 surrendered  your car in the bank parking lot   (you drove her all over in that car)  what a strange word   for letting go a life  that stack of napkins you always kept  like white flags now  (your nose never would stop running)  "golden years my a__!"  you made us laugh  (still)   you hung on so long   carrying her across the battlefield  like a wounded comrade  your own heart bleeding  you only gave up with   "I love you"  one last yielded benediction  handed her over  surrendered  (This poem was written in response to the prompt, Picking up the Pieces, from dVerse) Comment Like You can also reply to this email to leave a comment.

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