Tag: longing

Enough

I stand here in the rain watching you run so you don’t get your hair wet. Such a difference between us. All the time- making it seem like there is no reason for what I do. But I love it. All the droplets falling…

Goodbye

We stayed on shore As you floated past us In your restful bed The end wasn’t as you expected You didn’t suffer And we didn’t cry But I smiled To know that things Would be different now The leaves changed from pink to Gold…

Why I don’t Write

Do I write for fun? Or when the power of words hit me? Do I write to process, to understand The beauty of things that surround? Would I write if energy was freely given, Flowing to me in a continuous And purifying rain of…

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