The Surface
These days I’m lost in echoes songs are memories taking me to years I didn’t know were so far away so far gone. Sadness can etch itself indelibly make you forget joy unless you find the surface to swim to always find the surface.
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Categories: poems
Wow, I’m going through a few things, and this just really hit me. Felt like it was about me. Yep.
Thanks, Maggie. It’s one of those times.
I agree. We must seek the surface or swim in sadness. Better to be brave. I liked the poetry dear Sascha..
Thank you so much, John! 🙂
You are welcome Sascha.