I miss what <br />I did not miss <br />Before <br /> <br />A child, too grown <br />For oversized bears <br />Tucked under a <br />Breath sucked in <br /> <br />Years gone <br />Between a blink <br />And a promise of <br />Canned soup <br />Held here <br /> <br />Nothing stays <br />A promise <br />Broken or <br />Betrayed <br />It winks-here <br />And there <br />A firefly of <br />Crimped skin.<br /><br />Charlotte Ballard<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-miss-67/
