
You may never know
the footprints
you trailed behind,
tumbling tides-usurped.
Look up instead,
watch that bird fly-
With your wings…

You may never know
the footprints
you trailed behind,
tumbling tides-usurped.
Look up instead,
watch that bird fly-
With your wings…
And beautiful wings they are. May you soar. Happy Sunday!
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Thank you Joan – a blessed Sunday to you as well 🌹
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Short, easy and sweet in a way that is so refreshing!
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Thank you very much kamunde 😀
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My absolute pleasure..though i was looking for that post “A Rainy Day” I loved that line “Life, a stranger that passed her each day” Really beautiful and emotive piece! Thanks, I loved it!
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I had two minds about posting it but since you read it, I’ve restored it. It is an emotional piece . Thanks for reading Kamunde 😀
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Oh thanks! There is something honest and delicious about dark poetry..Well done!
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Thank you Kamunde. I guess it is dark but it’s full of emotion and every word counts and means something personal to me.
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Means something to the rest of us too…that is why I said its honest..Thanks, and I do hope to see more of this!
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Well, I’m glad it bears relevance for you. I suppose it’s cathartic somehow 😀
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Truth is heavy, and every word there says it all. Hard honest as i said. Thanks for sharing Chevvy
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