The wind
Whispers your name
Haunting me
Days of yesterday
Like a melody
In my head
Keeps repeating
Memories
Of yesterdays
Sweet and bitter
Cherished
Scars
Copyright (C) 2018 Penny Wilson
*Day 20 0f my 30 day Post-a-day challenge. 🙂
The wind
Whispers your name
Haunting me
Days of yesterday
Like a melody
In my head
Keeps repeating
Memories
Of yesterdays
Sweet and bitter
Cherished
Scars
Copyright (C) 2018 Penny Wilson
*Day 20 0f my 30 day Post-a-day challenge. 🙂
random musings of me
Experiencing life through words
Thoughts (random and intended) from a writer and poet.
Poetry, stories and strange odds and ends from the desk of a writer
Full-time daydreamer, half-time paranoid.
Philosophy is all about being curious, asking basic questions. And it can be fun!
Let the mermaids in my teacup distract us for a while
#Kindness Changes Everything
Positive propaganda in the time of Corona
In order to “live” the dream, you just “be” the dream.
beat depression
At Least Trying Too
Blogging about Life as it comes
Founder of the Three Things Method of Storytelling, Teagan Ríordáin Geneviene
Books and Stuff
Smile;) Its daisy
Student Of Life...
How do u come up with so much to write about. I love ur mind
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Well, thank you! I draw from past experiences a lot. Sometimes it’s just a word or a phrase that will spark something. I’m so glad you like it. ❤
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“Memories Of yesterdays Sweet and bitter Cherished Scars” loved these lines.
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Thank you Megha! ❤
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Me, too.
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Thank you!
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Reblogged this on The Militant Negro™.
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Thank you! ❤
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