Silk stockings drape across the bed post
Hastened there in a fit of passion
Forgotten until the early hours of dawn
Fitted back into place
While a gentle kiss is placed upon his brow
“No, he won’t soon forget me!
Until next time…”
Kindred, don’t leave me
This melancholy, too, shall soon pass
Bear with these fragile bones
One last time
Before they are consumed
By the fires of no return
Pray for me
After the passing
Stay with me
Until the chill of the morning
Lifts its veil
Upon a new day
Then, carry on the legacy
Seek out truth
Hide your true self
When the time is right
Revenge me
And leave a legacy
Of your own
Oh, how the humble fall
Like raindrops in a storm
No regret
No hesitation
Just unadulterated love and sacrifice
A rye wind
Blows across a barley field
And flavor saturates the air
Thank you for stopping by! I will not be posting this week (Feb 17-21, 2020).
Into a great big world
We face another day
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Clouds may hide the sun
But we still see the way
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Through eyes look for good
Letting go of what is wrong
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So, celebrate this day of life
And sing a hopeful song
Well, it looks like my flight travel today will be a travel day from Hell!!! Please pray for safety and strength for all facing this day of travel through the Midwest U.S.
