Vol. 1 Ch. 2 P. 29
Maybe there’s a place out there where everything we’ve ever lost
could be found again —
like the cap of my blue pen, or the top button of your favorite shirt,
or maybe even the cushion of our old chair.
Maybe, just maybe, I would find you there.
could be found again —
like the cap of my blue pen, or the top button of your favorite shirt,
or maybe even the cushion of our old chair.
Maybe, just maybe, I would find you there.
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Gorgeous silhouettes. 🙂
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beautiful photograph and love the words..
Thank you!
That is so sad,
beautifully written but sad
David
We all have stuff we lost we wish we could find again.
*sigh* so true…sad, but true.
I love this…beautiful 🙂
Thanks! 🙂
I’ve definitely been there–beautiful, thanks.
Thank you. ❤
I am especially taken with this little poem… so much said in so few words. Excellent!!!
Thank you, Betty! 🙂
I love this! I fear I am becoming boring because I say that such a lot but it is true.
All that I read of yours together with the images are truly inspirational.
Are you putting all these together in a book?
Christine
You’re so much better than I am when it comes to being articulate in giving feedback, Christine! So no worries. 🙂
Are you putting all these together in a book?
Plans, no. Dreams … yes, lots of them. 🙂
the image u used is truly captivating… I like the effect it is very interesting…
Thank you! 🙂