I stand at the gate
Strong at this moment
Having long faltered
Regressing in fits
Asking
Is this my time to enter
Looking back I see my loved ones;
Family I label friends;
Friends I label family
It has grown so difficult to touch them
I am forgetting how it was
Having lingered so long
Regressing in fits
Will I ever touch them again
When strong at this moment
I stand at the gate
On a cold and windy morning, said goodbye to all my friends. They were hanging 'round the corner. They were staying 'til the end.
- E.L.O. (song: The Stranger)
Vignettes About Unicorns
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Hi everyone. Today I’m joining Writer’s Workshop. One of the prompts is to
share at least five moments of your life (not events, but merely vignettes)
that...
5 hours ago
2 comments:
Beautiful.
Forever you will be the family friend and friend of the family for which no ties are required
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