I ponder my past,
stepping to the future while
living out this day.
A Book Is Like A Mind: Both Are Better When Open
I ponder my past,
stepping to the future while
living out this day.
I close out this year
and begin with hope, to love
both God and myself.
I regret having
lavished love on one who crushed
my then open heart.
The air is now crisp.
Autumn enters gracefully.
Golden shades abound.
Smiles are a great joy.
One of life's blessings? To share
Laughter all around.
I repeat myself.
My whispers of love to you
fade into the night.
I have been made small
by others, but I need not
keep myself that way.
I still dream of you.
At night the thrill of your touch
Is everlasting.
Regrets I carry
are lost in your gentle love
which brings my heart peace.
How can I seduce
one whose former flame's photo
is their wallpaper?