Miles to nowhere surround me like yesterday’s rainy day
Rain drops falling endlessly, kissing forever and a day with no end
Tears of pain stained on my expression, mournful over those I miss
Lonely throughout life, I shall die alone
I fear not, expecting this
Tears falling... questioning as to why
Love and lessons from my two innocent hearts of womb
Alone I am thankful
My heart overflowed upon their births, dawning comprehension and feeling of true love settled in
Flowing through my veins... my heart... my soul... fore I can not breathe without their living spirits in my world.
Running on empty, I can give no more than I am capable of
High expectations... my giving one hundred and ten percent
A mother’s job, like no other, my life’s challenge
Money — never a pence in my purse
Miles to nowhere surround me like tomorrow’s rainy day
Well thought out!
I think we all feel this way from time to time.
Amen
CarolHawks
Solitude is the mother of menacing silences, of cruel shadows, of missing, until one, suddenly, finds that sholder where to rest the head and let tears fall freely, warm, even with a taste of gratitude.
Miles to nowhere is a kind of that unending journey of the "traveler".
Always here
Georg