Photo by Teresa Rautio on Pexels.com The snow falls like crumpled pieces of off white construction paper On a frigid landscape of charcoal concrete and yellow dashes At the bus stop bench sits a gray haired man In a tan, burly coat smoking a cigarette with a withered hand It has seen the passage of … Continue reading Steel Toes
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Possible Love
Photo by Fabian Wiktor on Pexels.com I can't love you. Cuz I don't love me. My love is therefore partial. It's like a pond with ripples. It ain't that deep. But I'll bring my hand full of water to your sea. If you take me in... So maybe I can feel something more than the … Continue reading Possible Love
Looking For Reasons
Photo by Ono Kosuki on Pexels.com The reasons we trust are varied and few in-betweenOvercoming feelings of isolation and heart breakFor a tomorrow that shines brighter than yesterdayYou are blue sky to me The moving white clouds of hopeful ecstasyYou are the warm falling rain on worn rooftops Thoughts of you bleed into my dreams … Continue reading Looking For Reasons
Trust You
Photo by Filipe Delgado on Pexels.com You did it again. Managing to make me smile through the shadow of night. Talking of unconditional love and moonlight walks. Holding my hand when the steps seem uncertain. Speaking words of encouragement to me when my day is long. And hanging out when all is well. You know … Continue reading Trust You
God: A True Friend
When my Dad died and my boyfriend turned into a nightmare on squeaky wheels. God held my hand and gathered together the pieces of my broken heart and for that I am forever grateful. Because my life has been one train wreck after another. But now I don't feel so alone anymore. I have a … Continue reading God: A True Friend
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