Los Jóvenes – July 26, 2020

Grief, life, love, poetry 1 Minute

In my mind

I am little

But aren’t we all

Holding on

To the ease

Of times once had

Placed under the covers

Lifted to heights

Unseen

Believing in the band

Of Gypsies

Exempt of

Solid ground

Slipping

In the heat

Of an unsourced sun

Always believing

In something unseen

The distance untouched

And bleeding

Into eternity

Gracing us once

Before it disappears

In an unknown moment

Left high and dry

Published by Doree

Grief Out Loud. Art. Life

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23 thoughts on “Los Jóvenes – July 26, 2020”

      2. You are the kindest most positive soul. I’m so happy that we’ve found each other on WP! You’re writings and beautiful artwork are to be desired and enjoyed, thank you for sharing your creative world! 🤗❤️

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      3. Thank you infinitely from my heart, dearest Doree!!! 😍😍😍♥️♥️♥️ You are so sweet!!! 😍
        Your wonderful comment touched my heart so much, I’m moved! ♥️♥️♥️

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