I woke this morning to a frightening thought:
What is; is and that I am.
I turned this through my worried mind troubling my easy spirit and spoiling my appetite.
Throughout my day this dread thought shrouded even the which shined.
But I will sleep easy this evening for I know:
What is; is and that I am.
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A flippant comment - erm, just look in the mirror. You will say 'Yep, it's still me; always has been!' lol.
Yes it is still me but a day …. Week … decades older. TIME is as it is.
wise words, thanks for sharing
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