Notice of absence from arqios
With some we connect but once and that once may not be enough, so the onus on us is to connect well.
: Sad news from Texas, just a few hours ago; my first cousin (60) died suddenly, her brother, my other cousin, having passed 30 years ago after returning home from serving in the Gulf War. The last time we were in a room together was in 1978 a few days before they left for Austin. Part of me has shrivelled away. Sorry to bother.:
With some we connect but once and that once may not be enough, so the onus on us is to connect well.
: Sad news from Texas, just a few hours ago; my first cousin (60) died suddenly, her brother, my other cousin, having passed 30 years ago after returning home from serving in the Gulf War. The last time we were in a room together was in 1978 a few days before they left for Austin. Part of me has shrivelled away. Sorry to bother.:
Beneath wide skies where dreams are spun at noon,
The stars align to hum a gentle tune.
In twilight’s glow, the night will greet us soon,
While silver beams embrace the watching moon.
Each whisper shared becomes a treasured boon,
As hearts entwine, we find we crave for more.
In shadows deep, the weight of care can bore,
Yet in its depths, we find that love bears none.
In our quest for life, we enthrone the Sun.
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crypticbard (Pseudonym) (
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Comments3
This is really cool .. and I see you are a man of your word .. Great title too mate .. bravo .. Neville
Cheers mate 👍🏻
A poem that speaks to the soul. Each and every line a treasure. The last line encapsulates all and is my favorite
Glad of it, that last line is quite tidy. 🙏🏻
Such wonderful words arqios.
Andy
Thank you Andy 🙏🏻
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