What beautiful and inspiring words! Thank you for sharing! However, be sure to also share where you got this from as I ran it through a plagiarism checker and you know what I found.
I'm not saying not to post things like that. It's a very meaningful thing to write. I'm just saying to be sure you post where it came from originally, even if you added some of your own and/or had AI write a good bit of it for you (which should also be mentioned). And, naturally, be sure not to enter things like this into contests.
Anyway, thank you for sharing this! I hope you post it on the Newsfeed (with a disclaimer, of course). It may help someone in need.
I needed this a few days ago, yesterday, and already this morning. Thank you for it. For no particular reason I clicked on Blogging. My entry is good also. It is right below yours.
I need to be reminded of this "This story is all about life. It teaches us that We must GIVE before We can RECEIVE Abundantly." when I write a poem for/about someone. My meagre words may have meanings even I don't recognise.
Recently, Rosemary thanked me for a poem I wrote for her years ago. And then within 24 hours I received a review for it here (after years of few views and no reviews).
Hello new year. They tell me you bring strawberries and sadness. They tell me you wear polished sunbeams and raindrop prisms. They tell me you belong to me and they would like me to partake of ur banquet. They tell me ur meat is rich ur sauce is thick ur wine is stronger than anything before.
But what of the days that melt into nights and nights that are blanched by days
By the passing of the shades of light
By the shadow people
the years after and the years behind colliding in the soft soil of dreams
Are there new days? Are there new nights? Are there years?
Are there deaths and life rebirthed?
Is there only a beach inside a sand dune?
Waiting
For the city to burn and the rain to stop
For a homecoming an ending and
Maybe for the restlessness of time maybe for the desperation of skin maybe for the hunger of the tongues in the brain maybe for gutters in the throat
To run run run run dry.
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