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Free write Friday! "What time does"

The prompt: tell this story:

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As the children grew up And the parents grew old Turning into grandparents Then great grandparents We'd laugh and cry together.

They'd all gather inside the Heart of me and live their beautiful lives, Everything was shared here: The secrets told between sad eyes and The mirrors hanging on my walls The tears that would spill over and splash on my floors The echo of giggles bouncing through my halls.

Love was made here Many, many years ago, Now they have all gone All the ones who took care of me And filled me with purpose have faded. I don't know how much longer I can stand Knowing I'll never have them with me again. For now, I remember them, and imagine I am still strong. I pretend that we all haven't gone to pieces.