sometimes my joy comes in moments
it won’t last the day
when inner sadness lines the crevices of my mind
the most I can do is seize it
and live on it like food
until I capture it again
*Portland, OR*
sometimes my joy comes in moments
it won’t last the day
when inner sadness lines the crevices of my mind
the most I can do is seize it
and live on it like food
until I capture it again
*Portland, OR*
Lovely words and image.
LikeLiked by 1 person
So very well written and I’m sorry
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank Matt, for both sentiments:)
LikeLiked by 1 person