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An After Day
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An After Day |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines 
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Another cold, cold morning, sitting in the wait. An after day of thoughts in think, in contemplative state. An ambulance across the street. (Empty when passing by). Another friend in loneliness as family leaves to fly. This aging thing, I'm thankful for (alternative is worse). But no one knows the sadness felt these words thought out in verse. Grown up children moving out, with their children, distance bound. Separations, left behind in emptiness surround. I miss the laughter, even tears of voices in their play. The story telling, forever hugs, the touching, noise and fray. It's times like this when alone's too much. The allure of people calls. My someday wishes rise in feel then mood swings put up walls... Protecting from the outside hurt that seeps below the skin. Another cold, cold morning I'm masking deep within. M "Love is not blind - It sees more and not less, but because it sees more, it is willing to see less." |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
You express these feelings very well here Maureen. Thought I would hang out with you a bit and keep you company. TD |
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SmartChick Member Rara Avis
since 2001-09-23
Posts 7081On A Journey To The Unknown |
Yes, my friend, alone is just too much. |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
Thank you both for the company~~   M |
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