I cried today for what I thought my life should be Not for what it is I cried today for time I lost along the way Not for what I found I cried today for the past, the life left behind Not for what lies ahead I cried today for who I thought I would be Not for who I had become I cried today for those who are no longer with us Not for those who are by my side

The Beauty of Winter's Touch The gentle drip, drop A steady flow from above Cleansing waters from clouds. Winter has a unique way of capturing our hearts. The beauty of the season is often found in the small moments. Each sound, each sight, brings a sense of calm. The ping, ping, ping Of tiny icicles Against the window pane. These little sounds remind me of the delicate balance in nature. They are like whispers, telling us to pause and reflect. The world outside transfo

Cotton Candy Sunset Wispy pink clouds in a background of blue cotton candy. Fluffy and sweet like it was just spun. Floating so slowly a crossed the sky It’s almost like they aren’t  moving at all Loud music of the carnival rides Mashed together into one fog of noise Hungry blood suckers attacking in packs The only protection from them is fast spinning buzzing drones protecting their leftovers Not really looking for a fight but will defend if need be The sweet smell of fried

You are not alone if you deal with Holiday Depression

A poem about grieving a loved one.

Going out alone is ok to do

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You were my best friend. Always greeted me at the door, everytime I walked through. If I was out of your line of sight you would meow...