The light went out of life for me.
Lost love. Lost desire. Lost poetry.
Lost all I had that made me me.
But have found new love now, fortunately.
Hope shines brighter daily and now I see
I only faltered, stumbled temporarily.
Didn't really lose and I shall be
Back here, inspired, unencumbered, free.
- Author: Pete (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: October 23rd, 2023 06:08
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 7
Comments5
Excellent work Pete.
Thanks much, Thomas (Tom?)
A declaration Ad art is rtgrct on many levels. All in all it gladdened me afyer a generated deep peruse.
Thanks, Bobby O, good to be back.
Ditto
I’m glad to see you every time you return inspired and light hearted…
Thank you, glad to be back. Enjoy yourself.
Beautiful work
Thank you so much. Have fun, always!
A beautiful life recoil, Mr Gates, and a necessary one too... Finding one's self once again. Re-establishing one's footsteps in a new direction, towards a new sunrise - Well depicted sir.
Thanks, Garth,
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