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Time Moves On

Like the butterflyOr the falling leaves of fallThe passage of timeI knew that it was time to say goodbye. Not that I wanted to go. Or honestly needed to, though if you talked to my dad he would have said I needed to go 5 minutes out of the womb. Haha. He likes to jokeContinue reading “Time Moves On”

Tilting Away & Towards The Sun

I look outside my windowSnow falls downLike the down feathers of the fleeing geese gone for winterCold bites through me as I turn away from the sunThe dance remains the same from millenia to milleniaAs we dance through the cosmos revolving one around the otherI circle you yet it is coldest when I am closer.IContinue reading “Tilting Away & Towards The Sun”