Poem -

The Bone Collector

You gathered me when I was shattered
Sheltered me when I was cold
Comforted me when I was lonely
Loved me when I was alone

I wanted a family with you
I was trying to build a home
Only to realize I used your bones
And not my own

But when your smile is the sinew
That holds all of me together
It was hard to be with you
And not be a bone collector

Now here I am with the strength to say
Everything I left unspoken
Trying to put back into place
The parts of you left broken

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Deanna Stutzman

Thank you. Always a pleasure to receive feedback from you, Miss Poetess

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Dean Kuch

Wonderfully well written, Deanna.
A poignant and powerful piece of poetry.
β™₯☠️~Dean~☠️β™₯
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Dean Kuch

You're very welcome, Deanna.
Enjoy your weekend.
β™₯~πŸ•± Dean πŸ•±~β™₯

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