Butterflies
Butterflies rest when it rains
Poetry
Loved and Missed
When two kind souls meet, it is no forgone conclusion that they will connect and build a life. But when it does manage to spark and the forrest fire of life together is started, we are the lucky ones to feel it’s warmth and stand by amazed at the all-consuming nature that true love has.
Our Love
7/8/23 – Colorado: in a field out beyond right and wrong.
Defeat
There once was a mouse.
Mister Denton
Weird neighbors are unforgettable
A Forgotten Moment
One afternoon in the fall I went for a walk in the sun As I stepped through the grass Leaves crunched underfoot And spider webs glistened in the distance The smell of cedar hung heavy and sweet in the air And I asked myself how one could capture The majesty of that moment The brilliance of the sun The freedom of the day The quiet of the woods Broken only by the distant squeak Of swings punctuated by the Laughter of children.
The answer is: One cannot.
Experience each moment To the fullest.
Take note, For memory is the only possibility.
Thank you for coming here and walking through the garden of my mind. No day is as brilliant in its moment as it is gilded in memory. Embrace your experience and relish gorgeous recollection.
Into every life a little light will shine. Thank you for being my luminance in whatever capacity you may. Shine on, you brilliant souls!
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Overwhelmed
he loved and worshipped her
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Trying to forget you, Or, at least not dwell.