61. It's About The Journey
How about sad but hopeful.
Lonely but looking inward.
Resting but planning your next step.
How about sad but hopeful.
Lonely but looking inward.
Resting but planning your next step.
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Famous Poem
Let me but live my life from year to year,
With forward face and unreluctant soul;
Not hurrying to, nor turning from the goal;
Not mourning for the things that disappear
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I watch the hands on the clock tick by
And I wonder where time goes.
Will this be the year to end all years?
Well, only God can know.
Excellent poem, as always. Keep writing...
Very best wishes,
Ann
Fleeting eternity
surrounds the mountaintop,
nestled in a lush green valley
time forgot.
When you stop trying
to fit into a world
that you don’t belong to anymore,
you grow
I hate people who’ve hurt me
so you’ll never hear me say
I must love them harder.
I know that
Famous Poem
I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: "Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them on the sand,
Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown