The doves

I took a risk and can only blame myself
And although things don't always work out
And although the lessons are tough
I discovered there's always a tomorrow

The faces in photos, long gone
Don't hurt anymore
I've released the doves
After a salt-water cleanse rained down

I've taken many risks
And although there were times, so painful
The doves soar above my head
Forcing me to look up, taking my breath
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Hey Track!
Hows your day going? (when the noise settles down here, I'll make a call)
Having a good day. Thanks
I'm pounding coffee now trying to stay awake uh oh Maybe a indica during the morning and afternoon was not such a good idea laugh
Me too.
Have some sativa :) I'm getting into mine in a moment to try to wake up lol

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Any chance of an interpretation? Is that how Pennsylvanians communicate. confused dunno
Crown, I speak calorasotavania
PF, those two statements in line one of the poem say lots. Willingness to take (sensible) risks, and owning up to our rolls in things that don't always go well,---place you high on the groundedness scale. Not the same high as our Canadian friends, though. Wish I could still smoke the stuff. Now I just pig out on sweets, and fall asleep.
Thanks, Aa. Maybe pigs in a blanket with your syrup? Yum
Pork Gwomkies, know them well. Baba made them for us, during family visits to Johnstown. To die for.
Eee, if you want me to stop talking to you, stop talking to me. Yes?doh
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