Each day a disguise, a false image
Presented for all to see
Each day an icon, a figurehead, a mask
That the public understands and accepts as real
And yet
Is not, nor ever will be realistic or honest
Such is the public presentation of our souls
A fake the world wants to see
Rather than the real deal
A statement that could be taken at "face" value, if not for the fact that those we are closest to, usually have a better view of our inner person. Those who pass through our lives may not see the inner being, but those who are closest, may get the close-up we may not want. I hope my close-up is good, do you? God may know us best of all. Bob
No Wonder Why All Humans
Gone Brain Dead Sucking On
Cell Phones!I Think Musician
Jimmey Hendrix He Could Rip Guitar
But, All He Made Was Lot Of Noise-
His Lyrics Said It Best:
From the author of Jupiter Remembered and Until It’s Time: Embracing Life In Our Later Years comes Petals of Love: Poetry of a Woman’s Soul – a heartfelt collection spanning more than thirty-five years. Through tender reflections, these poems offer g
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No Wonder Why All Humans
Gone Brain Dead Sucking On
Cell Phones!I Think Musician
Jimmey Hendrix He Could Rip Guitar
But, All He Made Was Lot Of Noise-
His Lyrics Said It Best:
Life Is But a Joke...
TRASK...
Ron
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