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Time Will Tell
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Divorce or Lost Love
There was a time years ago when I thought that rainbows really did end with a pot of gold, that...
Good comes to him who waits,
Every storm has a silver lining,
It will all come out in the wash,
Tomorrow will bring a better day.
Sometimes I grow so weary waiting for that silver lining, and a little golden ray to shine tomorrow...
What about the pain of today?
The loneliness of feeling empty?
That sharp jab of pain when I go everywhere alone?
The fear that I will never enjoy the dreams of my youth?
My life won't last forever and I'm beginning to sense that no matter which road I take, I missed the turn-off a while ago...
When Spring stirred my soul to dream,
As Summer became a party invitation waiting to be accepted,
And Autumn was the glorious parade of nature's majesty,
As winter became the time to incite snuggling with a loved one.
Only time will tell if I have waited too long or if I will one day feel joy and expectancy again. For now...
Spring is too far away.
Summer is a lonely time of isolation.
Autumn is a remembrance of the glory I had hoped for.
Winter is much too cold for a lukewarm soul to bare.
Well - is winter the the moment of this-content?
The summer you seek is in the friendships you
have accumulated for yourself like gold...
Do not lose hope - the sun returns... tomorrow
assurdly!