for this is no ordinary infection
residing deep inside.
just love, a most terrible disease -
incurable, and without hope.
I love these lines....never thought of love as a disease; always considered it to be a gift. But I guess you are right.
Don't pray for time going by even faster. Once you have reached a certain age, it flies anyways. Rather treasure what you have and enjoy every minute. Not easy without him, but possible.
Wonderful photo!
Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
Reviewed on July 31, 2004
Sometimes the end just does not justify the means.
We spend all our energies trying to figure out what went wrong, by the time we get it all straight, we've not enough left to enjoy the rewards.
Relax and enjoy Sara....
Lisa
Reviewed by Ted Sheridan (Reader)
Reviewed on July 31, 2004
You should embrace the love you have and go jump in the hot tub. How about a round of golf, take the cart in the woods.
inside me, thunder rolls
claps so loud, there are no other sounds
and my heart…well it wants to retch
rid itself of deep sorrow…a loss profound.
a very good way of putting it
emotional pain is so physical
things can always change........trust me.......they do! You never know.......pax A
Reviewed by Thomas Lanechanger (Reader)
Reviewed on July 30, 2004
Sara, this is a very excellent well-written heartfelt write. Although the clock does continue to tick, yet, since life and love are so deeply intertwined; the emotional roller coaster we all go through has a unique way of making us much stronger individuals, enabling us to be better prepared to handle all of life’s sudden twists and turns. Remember Poet, hope is always just around the corner my friend. Outstanding work.
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residing deep inside.
just love, a most terrible disease -
incurable, and without hope.
I love these lines....never thought of love as a disease; always considered it to be a gift. But I guess you are right.
Don't pray for time going by even faster. Once you have reached a certain age, it flies anyways. Rather treasure what you have and enjoy every minute. Not easy without him, but possible.
Wonderful photo!
Relax and enjoy Sara....
Lisa
claps so loud, there are no other sounds
and my heart…well it wants to retch
rid itself of deep sorrow…a loss profound.
a very good way of putting it
emotional pain is so physical
things can always change........trust me.......they do! You never know.......pax A
Love Tinka