
In those dayswhen young and impressionableI pinned my heart and hopeson false promisesdelivered by your silken tongue. On that dayin the heat of the momentI was carried awayin rumpled sheetstransported by your touch. Alas, those champagne dreamswere soon shattered. You stole a little piece of meall that’s lefta bitter-sweet memorya broken reflection. ~~~~~~~~ Image credit: […]
Broken Reflection — luna’s on line
Thanks so much for sharing my poem this morning, Sadje 💖
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Always my pleasure dear friend
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😊💖🤗
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Oh yes, thanks for this, Sadje. That’s how it happens. We learn. and then we grow. xo
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Indeed, that’s how we learn
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A great poem on the prompt by Chris Sadje!
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It sure is. Thanks
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