How long do other speak
If we haven’t spoken in a while?
How long do true friends
Remember your character?
What is the name of winter
When loss and gain becomes irrelevant
And abandonment and solitude
Cease to exist for the mortal heart?
In the sum of all yesterdays
What is that feeling abundance
Called tomorrow really?
How long do others love
If anyone has ever loved us?
Where are all those names
That were once so dear and tender?
The faces have come and gone
These substitutes for love
And imitations of family.
Wuji Seshat 
Real stuff here, love.
Thank you Elizabeth, yes quite real.
Love the concept and thought inspiring ideation 🙂
Thanks Emma! ideation wow that sounds fancy…
Haha simple minded girl 🙂
I never knew I was such a conceptual poet 😛
🙂 enjoyed
Touching and melancholy… and beautifully stitched together.