College days and predefined norms
collage of days with storms
the bull with one horn
tattooed in all of your misgivings
and scorn
born with a thorn in the side
personal vendetta of pride
ships will sail out
in comes the tide
worship at the altar
the last place to hide
the saints of yesteryear
greeting all with cheer
faces frozen in grimaces
of fear
threshing the chaff in the field
to stop, go or yield?
which implement would you wield
a sword, a spear or a shield?
when you sacrifice faith of self
how can there be trust left
for anyone else
all of these words we say
will fade, fade, fade away
returning to the dust
upon which they are written
once the apple is bitten
we bid adieu to paradise
maybe it was worth the price
cannot stay in one place
always running another race
to get where we think we belong
upon arrival you realize it’s all wrong
just another face in the throng
find you aren’t that strong
but i will wait for as long as it takes…
please
don’t
be long
image courtesy of Audrey Tautou and Pinterest
Wonderful, OP!
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Thanks Eric 🙏🍻!
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How do I love thee? Let me count the ways…
O.P. this is just bananas. I love this piece so much. ❤
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Thank you dear one 🙏❤
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You’re most welcome, my brother! 😁❤
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Ugh, so moving! 💚💚
(and the picture! how i loved Amelie.)
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Thank you Vanessa 💚
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my pleasure! if i had more time i’d let my mind roll around in it a little more. i’ll have to come back 🙂
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😊
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Wonderful words !
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Thank you Malcolm 🙏
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My Pleasure!
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Masterful OP!
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Thank you very much my friend 🙏❤
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You are very welcome 😉💙
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