We do reap
What we sew
So
Silence and Isolation
beget
Silence and Isolation
As Scrooge discovered
But
When
Silence and Isolation
live side-by-side
with Compassion
with Introspection
When
Silence and Isolation
are born
not of Disdain
not of Prejudice
When
Silence and Isolation
arise
from Fear
from Doubt
Then
Is it truly
Miserly?
When the greed
is not for More
but for Less
Then
What is truly Sown?
What is truly Reaped?
I see her so clearly this morning.
I see her sitting. Silent. Alone
in her chair. Her life reduced to so
few things. To so few people.
Chair. Television. Water mug.
Me.
And I write,
On these cold mornings, I miss her most.
But
That is
Un
True
There is no
Most
There is only
Always
Always
Always
Always.
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