Pieces of me scattered blowing in the breeze unable to catch them they slip away dancing unnoticed between lovers and around children snagging in the trees flutter like leaves sunlight fading them as I search for all of the pieces of me lost torn free and tossed away with out a care so long ago I never knew I would want them back someday
Save all the pieces you can - in your head, in your heart, in your words. Beautiful poem in a small space. I love this! -- Jeff
Reviewed by Joseph* OneLight*® (Reader)
Reviewed on March 29, 2005
The pieces are still there,
They shan't be cast away,
They dance amid the flowers till
We gather them, in love, one day.
Love, Light, Joy, Peace & Creativity,
Joseph
Reviewed by D May (Reader)
Reviewed on March 28, 2005
Danielle, this is a wonderful write. The message here is clear, however, you strike me as woman who always hops back on that horse and is able to gracefully ride out the storm. Excellent work as always.
Introspective write, Danielle; and well-expressed and thus shared. Thank you for this offering to which I can relate very well. Love and peace to you. Regis
Many will relate to this pensive write, Danielle. We moarn our younger selves as we were bright, carefree and living in the moment. I turn around and she seems like another person, as if I had split into two halves. But it wasn't all sweetness and light. So much confusion! With our current wisdom we need to somehow capture some of the wonder...
Reviewed by Kate Clifford (Reader)
Reviewed on March 25, 2005
very insightful write!
Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
Reviewed on March 25, 2005
How many mundy's in a week?
We can't turn the clock back, but we sure can rewind it...
I can truly feel your pain here Danielle and wish I could reach out and help you in your search, though I can't, I wish you well and hope for your success.
They shan't be cast away,
They dance amid the flowers till
We gather them, in love, one day.
Love, Light, Joy, Peace & Creativity,
Joseph
We can't turn the clock back, but we sure can rewind it...
Warm Hugs and love!!
Love Tinka
Felix
If we only knew we would have made them sweeter;-)
Hindsight! Splendid poem, very moving!
etw