For me. For you. For us.
It came without warning,
Crushed inside and took a defensive stance.
It was kind of cute, almost adoring,
Unfortunately, it also made little sense.
The war was raging for aeons,
I was losing, took upper hand and lost again.
And now I see no reasons
For green not to be what I love till the end.
Whimsical Humor, Nonsense, No Sense and Good Sense
"Not all who wander are lost..."
The Secret of Change Is to Focus All of Your Energy, Not on Fighting the Old, But on Building the New - Socrates
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The independent she who loves life
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Let me tell you about pain some day,
And you can maybe tell me how to live with it.
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I don’t claim to have any recipes…but someday let’s talk.
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Your poetry already speaks to me, and apparently lots of others. Thanks.
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You’re welcome 🙂
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