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Toys scattered over the play ground, lost Taunts cries lingering as if in a stance All gone, but one left with darkened feelings Holding onto life's gift of second chance
Searching deeply for strength to continue Gathering power to hold close to thee No need for mirrors every step engraved No one knows me better than I know me
Releasing visions of what I would like Freeing destiny to be as it should Paining myself by allowing it so Letting go of what one knows is not good
Torn but still completely whole my soul bare Some weights in life one must carry not share
First off hello My Lady so nice to see you. I enjoyed your expression as I can connect with them but yet I share here every time . Maybe perhaps because I feel as long as I can release then I let go a little moe each time. Warm regards and a big fat monkey hug for you…Jesse
Ditto with Jesse HGL4U ...lovely to read from you again. Second chances in life...a wonderful feeling...the past no longer weighs you down...and knowing today is a fresh start and you know where your strengths come from for no one knows you better than you.
Comments (15)
i see you are a nice poetess too great text greetings
Wow! Breathtakingly poetical and hauntingly beautiful, thank you...,
Rob
Redex Thanks so much for the hug! And the comment. Many hugs to you my friend
fjamesj Monkey hug back at you jesse !
orientalkoru Thank you for your comment. In life I have had second chances third chances and a few last chances