I
had a short story I wrote of the same title. This came about because
I liked to word 'The
Love of a Thousand Cranes”.
I think I got this published. I just can't remember. SO, here it
goes.
The Love of a
Thousand Cranes
The past was...
… my memory, ever haunting.
… my burden, heavy and laden.
… my downfall, my disgrace, and my pain.
Today is...
… the wish for some who'll listen.
… the hopes of a new beginning.
… the worry of a love that is not a shame.
Tomorrow will be better.
The memories wouldn't be scarier.
Someday, my heart won't be strained.
Waiting for the love of a thousand cranes.
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