It felt like watching
a whole life
by design.
What he did
might we try,
what she wanted
he may find a tear.
Seemed silly then
to imagine
a life of his own
when everyone around
already lived the same,
the epitome of our
real.
Yet we might all try again
despite knowing the once before.
~ finding my way, a personal journey ~
Waiting
all the time
I wonder
like the lost half
of two lovers
wandering in a slow
methodical
acceptance of fortune
sometimes
not forever the treasure
we would all imagine
more assuredly
missed
in the timing.
Photographer – Enric Fannchetti
if quiet evolve
the art of compassion
sweet is her resolve
~ finding my way, a personal journey ~
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A little bit of me, with a little bit of you. A little of the old mixed with the new. A little too loud, a little too shy. A little grounded and a little high. A little bit of sad and a little bit of laugh. A little bit of evrything i carry in my heart. This is my blog that highlights other works, for my poems and musings please follow me on http://myshellecongeries.wordpress.com/
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In happiness my words I lack, in grief they overflow.
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