Please Be Strong
A familiar face appears within my mind’s eye…
An unforgettable face, no matter how I try.
A kind face, a peaceful face, but one without a smile,
A sad face, a lonely face, seemingly lonely for a while.
A confused face, an old face, pleasant all the same,
A lost face, a needy face, a face with just one name.
Florence, I say within, and her eyes glow big and bright
Her elfin looks younger than the age she is tonight.
She’s reaching out for something, and getting through to me,
Although what she needs isn’t clear; try harder, please, for me.
She remembers clearly days gone by, then drifts away again
When you’re stronger, I think to her, please come through again.
I wasn’t going to add a post today, but just before I was about to go to bed a thought of Florence came to me again. I haven’t time to write a new post before midnight, but I have a feeling she wanted me to post this again anyway.
I hope you’re well, Florence! Thank you for coming through to me again!
The Mansionic Perspective 
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