sitting alone
echoes of laughter afar
I see darkness
sitting alone
daydream of my homerun
I smile
echoes of laughter afar
thinking of Grandpa’s riddle
I chuckle
I see darkness
eyelids getting heavy,
sitting alone
© Tournesol ’15
sitting alone
echoes of laughter afar
I see darkness
sitting alone
daydream of my homerun
I smile
echoes of laughter afar
thinking of Grandpa’s riddle
I chuckle
I see darkness
eyelids getting heavy,
sitting alone
© Tournesol ’15
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poignant…..:)
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Thank you:)
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Wow, that is one sad little person : ( Beautifully crafted series.
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Thanks Janice. Sometimes the first day isn’t easy
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Powerful emotions. 🙂
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Thanks, Celestine.
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Sitting alone on the first day was quite normal. At least there were lots of time to reflect on what one had shared with those loved ones. Nicely Cheryl!
Hank
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thanks so much, Hank. Yes, company of our daydreams and memories are not always a tragedy:)
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