Today I needed to come and sit here, get lost in my memory.
Each one a joy, smile, laugh, tear, but each one precious and special.
I feel like I am floating around in a sea of so many people all of whom have seen parts of the inner me, (the outer me, well that's another story for another time, in another place, ;)
My whole mind and soul is way too much for anyone so far. Maybe... I love that word, the fantasy gypsy in me holds onto it like a lifeline.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Jul 2023
About this poem:
Maybe... just maybe. Sighs... And I begin again to take my inner person out of the Ash and see if She's worth saving.
Comments (1)
Nice poem.