28 September 2026

Wish

On Saturday I looked through some pictures at my sister's house. Photographs of times I'd forgotten about. A party for my sister's 30th at our house. A party at Queens Street. People full of joy and free of grief. 

I wish I could go back. 

I wish I could hold the memory.

I wish I could see you as you were then. 

I wish I could see you. 


Xxx

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