Do we control the ending?
All good things turn rotten.
He was the end and the beginning and I was the story.
He's the sun to her shine.
I wrote a second poem for the Death prompt from a couple days ago and promised a little message that I hope you are all as excited about as I am.
Lapping waves upon the shore
The Poems of a Rainbow World, 1st Segment - The end and the beginning.
And I will be the first in line to take a bite from your peach.
Little brief reflection on my experience this year through the lens of the holidays. I'll be posting more after the new year.
Happy holidays to all!
Read it while listening to "Eyes To The Wind" by The War on Drugs. xx
I don’t know how to feel about what I just wrote maybe It will touch somebody, or idk. Even if your not spiritual there is always hope ☺️