a voice
not my own
but suspiciously like yours
keeps waking me
at all hours
depriving me of sleep
whispering things
I haven’t heard
in many years
and fool that I am
I believe
and don’t believe
every single word
a voice
not my own
but suspiciously like yours
keeps waking me
at all hours
depriving me of sleep
whispering things
I haven’t heard
in many years
and fool that I am
I believe
and don’t believe
every single word
Sarah Torribio and her right brain. Music. Musings. Writing. Style.
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Understood! I am in the fool category, myself!
A mixed blessing, no?
Yes!
Very well expressed Leonard. Beautiful too.
Thank you, Isabella.
More than welcome my friend.
It is easy to fall into a fools trap, but it is also wise to trust.
Yes, a risk sometimes worth taking.
The hardest part is learning to trust again once you’ve been betrayed. But we sure can’t give up, that would make us greater fools.
Enjoy your weekend, Leonard.
☕️❤️
You, too. And those are wise words.