I know, it's not my time,
it was never really my time.
But it was, when I was living the dream.
It wasn't when I lost my steam.
Now, it's still a time to wait.
For I couldn't really know my fate.
But I do. Then I don't.
Or maybe it's just I won't.
But I could. Or should. Or would.
Or maybe I just need wood...
To paint.
Great
Idea! Yes,paint!
Smiles at this poem.
I have felt like this.you are special so
Paint as you wait.
Love Koko
Poetry is passion,imagination & soul mixing together....
Words
Thanks Koko!
Been doing a lot of that. Now it's time to find some new materials to paint on. Just finished one yesterday. Plus, have a bunch of unfinished but they aren't currently inspiring me. So I gotta go on a hunt for some wood that speaks to me.
Thanks for your support and encouragement! <3
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