Enjoy things while they last, because everything ends. Death and the nature of humans promise just that, endings. My grandfather lost my grandmother at old age, he had three wives, but he wept for losing one.
Still, that was a beautiful ending. I love beautiful endings. Pray for a beautiful ending, not eternity, because that doesn’t exist.
I’ll have you back someday, the glimmer of the stars will not succumb to the feral stab of the cupid you launched but will continue shining anyway. Our paths alit we’ll search for the missing pieces of our hearts in the gallows as we send prayers to the heavens to give us the glue of permanence that’ll stick us together through the test of life. ‘Babe’, you’ll call me but I will not answer, instead I will scoop you in my arms and swirl around letting the humid air of the night massage every part of you. We’ll love again.
Dear Comrades, should you be interested in the challenge, tell us your story in 100 words at the comments box. It will be a pleasure reading them.
With previous posting of "Our World" on Blogger
... a sonneteer's journey (Tim Grace)
poetry, fashion and beauty
The goal is to help make people’s lives easier
writing is my passion
Living in fellowship with God
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Blossoming: A Story of Beauty, Pain, Struggle & Growth
living in the vibe of my emotions
The view from here ... Or here!
Healing 🖤
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Learning to Live
Live, Learn, and Grow
I wrote my way out
Dreaming of danktown growing the dank.
Short stories and flash fiction
Visual works of Wayne Wolfson
It is time
pleasantly unruly
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