Somewhere to keep the words that refuse to stay in my head
The stone is set;
My die has been cast
What the future brings;
Will slide into the past
No amount of want;
Can ever make it stay
It will fade into the memories;
Of just another day
When my heart is full , it reaches for the pen to pour out.❤️
Feel the world through my words
Gifts from the Musey Lady and Me. "Laissez-moi vous raconter ma vraie histoire."
Art doesn't have to be worthy to be worth sharing
Travel, Running, Fitness, Life, Writing.
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It's named what it's named because it does what it does. And it does what it does because it's named what it's named!
Author River Dixon
Poetry inspired by ethereal feelings, life events and personal philosophy.
(a) [poe/m/t(s)/try] is/are/do(es)
Art and the philosophy of life
Learn to Live
Emergency lighting for times of darkness and fear
Once a foster child, Always a foster child
All is one. So are we.
heartfelt nature tales
Learn to crochet by making some of my beautiful crochet designs
Lovely poem Jerry,
Tomorrow is today!s yesterday and today yesterday”s tomorrow.
Time is a flow…….too rapid at times. 😊
miriam
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Thank you.
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Yes. So true, Jerry.
Reminds me we must be making good memories and working to leave a good legacy (of love, good deeds, kindness, joy, etc.) every day we are alive.
(((HUGS)))
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As always, I appreciate your wise words.
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I really enjoy your poems.
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Thank you for dropping in and commenting. I am pleased you like my simple words and appreciate your kindness.
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Thank you for sharing them.
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I absolutely love this! It’s like a single stroke of a brush… and yet, it speaks volumes.
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Thanks. I am grateful that you like it. I appreciate you stopping by.
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