To the starless. . . . .
May your galaxy explode a billion fold.
To the dreamless. . . . . .
May your visions appear to behold.
May your words be wisdom that heats the cold
May you never be silenced and always bold
Always have a story to be told.
As I know
Sifting through the trash gets old
Seen many come digging and go.
Then out of nowhere
A diamond appears
And hey. . . .our world is made a little better.
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thought provoking read
I love those moments...when the words flow and they come so quickly that you have no time to think about them, but only enough time to write...trying to capture the thoughts whizzing through your mind and almost your hands as well...as they flow out the fingertips to the computer or as ink in the pen...
Cryssa
Richard
Be safe,
Karen
A diamond appears
And hey. . . .our world is made a little better.
Oh..I am humbles along with my peers...for sure!
Thank you!
Love,
Susan
blessed to have you!
Love,
Eileen