Sometimes when the moonlight strikes, just right through the window, I can see you laying there, black glistening hair shimmering off the light, a peaceful smile on your face, delicate features on a delicate frame You’re ready to speak, to let me know what’s on your mind. I wait patiently for a few moments; but […]
Here I sit and think, quietly counting the numbers, of the tidy compartments, with their little closed doors. All the same size, simple squares, nothing fancy, nothing odd. Simple boxes with simple doors, filed simply in the back of my mind. Sitting here I realize, while counting, that there are fewer and fewer, of those […]
Sometime riches we have are but memories of time since past. Sometimes memories of times since past are like gold dust blown in the wind. Sometimes gold dust blown in the wind is just a handful of what ifs. Sometimes a handful of what if’s are choices not made. Sometimes choices not made are the […]
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