Questioning if this will be the last time—

 

As the sun begins its descent—

gleaming rays romp on ocean waves

in the San Francisco Bay.

Emotions swirl with the rising of the surf.

The stormy gust tugs and pulls at my thoughts.

Seagulls weep with me, wailing in the wind—

Heartsick for all the yesterdays of my youth

when a family once nested together,

for just a short-lived moment–

when a young girl’s heart believed

family would last forever.

My mind wonders and my soul whispers—

Questioning if this will be the last time—

I will see my home and my City by the Bay.

 

The Daily Post

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