Wednesday, October 26, 2022

Gratitude By Karen Warinsky

So, years went by

lives were led, 

you stayed in town 

I moved away

and my last memory of you is 

a spring break visit to your apartment.


You had the second baby,

the toddler ran about

and you were busy and attentive to those little ones,

but the place was dark and small and all the light

was outside 

and all the happy laughter was also

outside,

and I remember feeling grateful

as I drove away in my mother’s car.






Karen Warinsky  has published in various anthologies and literary magazines including the 2019 Mizmor Anthology.   She is the author of Gold in Autumn (2020), Sunrise Ruby (2022),  and is a previous finalist in the Montreal International Poetry Contest. She loves to kayak and organize poetry readings.




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