There for the first half,
Gone for the next,
Still present in mind,
Eternal.
Memories of walks
And childhood adventures,
Small hand in warm,
Safeguarding.
Lifted in praise
That filled only eyes,
Grateful to god
For you.
There for the first half,
Gone for the next,
Still present in mind,
Eternal.
Memories of walks
And childhood adventures,
Small hand in warm,
Safeguarding.
Lifted in praise
That filled only eyes,
Grateful to god
For you.
Thoughts turn,
Spin on an axis.
Centred elsewhere.
The veil lifts, reveals the real.
Flipped coin.
Is it heads or tails?
Chance, opportunity,
Passing moments.
Fleeting. Too much lost.
Life calls,
Demands attention.
Present recalled.
Decided to dance a little deeper in life, and wow can spirit dance!
Adventures to beguile you, worlds to enchant you.
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