Gossamer
that thread,
that sparkle,
that vestige
of my youth
I try to hold on,
gnarly grip
no match for
her exuberance
Hope we reunite
next time around.
(Image from personal collection)
Gossamer
that thread,
that sparkle,
that vestige
of my youth
I try to hold on,
gnarly grip
no match for
her exuberance
Hope we reunite
next time around.
(Image from personal collection)
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A hopeful tone at the end. I do love “gossamer…thread” 🙂
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Thanks!
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You’re welcome!
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Gossamer is one of my favorite words!
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Mine too!
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Such a good one. thanks.
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I love the photo as well as the poem! (The bubbles are following the girl, rather than the other way around as we’d expect.)
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I hadn’t noticed – fun!
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Breathtaking! I hope so, too!
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Thanks Debra!
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Lovely.
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Thank you Cindy!
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Love ” Hope we reunite next time around.”
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Thank you!
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If we believe it, we will.
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Nice thought.
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