there in the twilight mist
we stand
our eyes in clouds
of regret
we grope forward
seeking rest
only to find the mist
too thick
for these aging
weary eyes
and longing
so heavy
on our hearts
there in the twilight mist
we stand
our eyes in clouds
of regret
we grope forward
seeking rest
only to find the mist
too thick
for these aging
weary eyes
and longing
so heavy
on our hearts
...words and images from England's green and pleasant land...
Know the lived
Photos are NOT mine. Credits goes to their respective owners.If I didn't credit the photo SORRY, that means I couldn't find the owner...❤ My life is my choice! I'm going to live how I want. Good vibes only.
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Deal with the faults of others as gently as your own.
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My poetry is my religion.
Lovely!
Thank you.
in that mist, grasp each moment before it too disappears… Blessings to you
Thank you, Maureen. I will. And blessings back to you.
Gorgeous.
Thank you.