Such an appropriate poem for now ... so many I know have lost their spark, that indefinable characteristic that makes them who they are. So many directions to head with reasons, is exhausting to even contemplate. I would like to think I have retained mine, there are days I wonder.
Such an appropriate poem for now ... so many I know have lost their spark, that indefinable characteristic that makes them who they are. So many directions to head with reasons, is exhausting to even contemplate. I would like to think I have retained mine, there are days I wonder.
ReplyDeleteI find mine flickers but has yet to go out. I just need something that stokes the embers now and again.
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