A soulful cry
from the past
cuts through the night
calling
a spirit back to Life.
Finally
she's able
to stop cursing the darkness;
taking a warm memory
she lights a candle instead.
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- Rambling Rose
- I grew up in a large family, married young, survived two husbands, raised two children, helped raise two granddaughters and a great-niece. I am now retired from the workforce and am committed to finding out who I am outside all the roles I buried myself in.
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2 comments:
thought provoking picture, PWW.
Leave the sadness in the past, and grasp the fond memory of that which we have lost.
Doesn't help to curse the darkness. It just feeds him.
The flame on the other hand, feeds Us.
Wollf
You are so right, Wollf. I wonder why I never saw that. You can trip over the obvious sometimes and still not clue in. I guess you have to be ready to receive the information before you accept it - appreciate your thoughts!
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