TM ( / England)

Aubade

As I would free the white almond from the green husk
So I would strip your trappings off,
Beloved.
And fingering the smooth and polished kernel
I should see that in my hands glittered a gem beyond counting.

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All life counts Tia, if you believe then the world is your oyster and you the pearl that graces it 10 Daniel
A very honest write, which poses many questions, sometimes I let fate lend a helping hand, 10 Lynda xx
Good questions Tia and they need asking - - lives can count in so many ways..... small ways sometimes are very needed....10 for this honest appraisal of what counts. - - love from Fay.
Life is so precious and wherever one heads, leads to one destination.One has to be careful to which direction the face faces. Monitor your heart and ask it, Is this the right direction? Short poem but nice.