August 6, 2020

Grief, life, love, poetry 1 Minute

Reading blank pages

Writing, writing nonsensically

Have you ever had the feeling

We’re

All just

Suspended in time

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Published by Doree

Grief Out Loud. Art. Life

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27 thoughts on “August 6, 2020”

      2. You’re most welcome!!! ♥️♥️♥️
        These days due to the current situation I felt disoriented, your poem expresses a lot my thoughts and feelings, thank you very much for sharing!!! 😘❤️❤️❤️

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      2. Over the years, I’ve learned to let these moments of feelings (good or bad) make me feel alive, and the valleys are there to tap me on the shoulder and remind me there will be peaks too. Just hold on ♥️

        Hoping all is well.

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      3. All is well. The val,eys are good places. As are wildernesses. And strangely, even this lockdown. There is good in everything. I am 72 and have learned this.

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      5. Bless you Doree. It is halfway through our day, and I have a visitor coming this afternoon. Into my wilderness of abgarden! Lol. Yes wildernesses are hard places, but places that can unexpectedly bloom. You have a nice day too. I miss your poetry when you are not around 😊

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    1. Wow, just read the full lyrics, and that hits right where it hurts. Thank you for sharing, she too sweet to sing those lyrics meaningfully…I do like the lyrics and Olivia though :).

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