Yes … it is what it is … you’re right about that … one tends to think of the memories of those first feelings and hopes .. but all things follow their destiny no matter what we might want.
Shawn Bird is an author, poet, and educator in the beautiful Shuswap region of British Columbia, Canada. She is a proud member of Rotary and a former Rotary Youth Exchange Student.
RT @PoetrySkep: Evening storm
beat down wisteria petals
bruised near my feet
~cao 11 hours ago
RT @VWC_Writes: Free was the wind
and for a moment
I too, felt liberated
an anonymous feather
(from an old dream of flight)
empty of all… 13 hours ago
RT @VWC_Writes: It was a beautiful sadness
rain that fell without apology
its small hands gracing
every flower at my heels
translating it… 15 hours ago
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True, get concept 👏
Thanks for stopping by, and for re-blogging, Debra!
So true.
Thanks for stopping by, Therese.
I totally agree. That was really good and thought provoking.
Thank you. 🙂
True .. and sad as well.
Kind of sad. Kind of…just ‘what it is’. Like old buildings decay. Old favourite music no longer appeals, etc.
Yes … it is what it is … you’re right about that … one tends to think of the memories of those first feelings and hopes .. but all things follow their destiny no matter what we might want.
Yes.
Yikes that was meant to say “great” not ‘get’ sorry!
🙂
This is sweet and amazing poem Shawn 🙂
Thanks, Pankti. I appreciate you visiting my blog today!
great thought.. time sometimes does no favors to distant hearts..
Have you had this experience?
not really…how about you..?
Ah. But that’d be telling…
🙂
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Such truth here! Gorgeous poeming!
The soul needs variety, in terms of experiences.
Hmm.
I’ll have to ponder that.
time sometimes does no favours
to distant hearts.
This is deep…
And so true!
Thanks.
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