Before we run out of time;
before I forget who I used to be;
all I can say is trust me this time.
I left this place searching for a paradise that didn’t exist.
Now whatever happens tonight,
I’ll be okay with that.
This world might be small, but it is as perfect as it gets.
Happiness is an ornament
hanging around the edges of these mighty walls.
All I can think is that I still have time;
I have time to be known as who I want to be.
Now I understand, it doesn’t matter where I am;
If I leave behind my identity, my town,
I’ll never have the recognition I thought I had to move away for.
This sunken garden looks very much like one in my home town, minus the surrounding mountains. It makes me anxious for spring and summer to arrive.
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I truly agree. Hometowns have a way to always be captivating no matter what. Spring and summer are such a wonderful time. Always remind us of home and the simpler times.
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The way you create stories with such few sentences. Forever searching for something…. and forever thinking one has more time. But we are not guaranteed even today.
And the photo makes my body ache for spring!! We just got about 40 cm of snow….
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Thank you! We try to give the picture a little more meaning than just what it seems.
Haha! Spring is almost here. We can’t wait for it either! 🙂
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“Happiness is an ornament hanging around the edges of these mountains and trees.” Lovely. Ivlove the grittiness in the writer’s reflections in contrast to this fantastical statement. It smacks of reality, the Is-ness of life.
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I love. sorry for the typo. ipads!
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Thank you. The writer really appreciates the way you interpret his writing. 🙂
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Your writing reminds me of the ole statement, “The grass is not green, on the other side of the mountain.”… or something like that. 😀
Breath taking image….
Thank you for your sharings, ren
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Thank you! Yes it has some connection to the old saying 🙂 a big thanks for taking time to read our blog 🙂
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You are welcome, my pleasure
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