Funny how things end
Pieces of life, friendships
become shadows, slowly fading away
Like a fast moving train and you stare out the window
wondering about the sights that move by so quickly
"I wonder who lives in that house?"
But you'll never know because
You are on the way to somewhere else
and it's too late to turn back
And maybe, just maybe, there is someone at one of those windows
Watching the train and wondering the very same thing
My book of poetry is being redone by me, I have a beautiful cover designed and the book will have a few more than 200 poems in it. I am going to have it printed on demand here in Canada. When it is done I will let you know when it is done and if anyo
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Be always safe,
Karen
"Funny how things end
Pieces of life, friendships
become shadows"
You write like you are in my space, how real! Thank you for sharing this short, but deep write.
In Spirit,
Bear