luv,
between the storms.
Was it life,
the life, they lived,
the life between...
the storms?
Does luv grow,
in the storms,
between them now.
To make a choice,
always they must.
barely a breather,
between the storms.
is life, the sum total,
of the calms,
or the storm.
growth comes,
in the storm.
lesson are learned,
in the calms.
to shelter, in each,
must they then,
now find.
in the end,
the sum total,
of their lives,
is this ...
the luv remains.
Thoughts on the life of my mom and dad.
-- Steven Bassett
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