Disregard the obvious –
I know how time has marred me
Disregard the glare –
eyes clouded with cynicism
A fledgling heart beats
within this disheveled nest
Come closer and behold
a childlike yearning for love.
(Come Closer first appeared September, 2022. Image my own)
One Woman's Quest 
Your lovely image depicts the fuziness of age.
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“fuziness” – yes, I resemble that remark 😁😊
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A fun one. 😉
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😊🙏
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Great poem.
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Thank you!
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My pleasure.
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This is beautiful, VJ, and the image is perfect.
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Thank you, Lauren
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A perfect pairing of poem and image!
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Thanks Liz
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You’re welcome,VJ.
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An insightful poem, VJ
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Thanks Roberta
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Yearning for love never dies. So beautifl and moving, VJ. Beautiful image.
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You are so right, Indira. Thank you
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My pleasure, dear.
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It never really disappears. (K)
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🤗🥰
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A beautiful, and moving poem VJ
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Thank you, Sadje
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Lovely poem and recital !
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Thank you!
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…”a fledgling heart”…
Thank you for that. I feel it within – especially on days when my body has other ideas. 💕
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Lol. Exactly!
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💕💕💕
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“[A] fledgling heart” resonated with me as well.
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🥰🥰🥰
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