Flicker

Time, again, to inventory light.
Name the things in our lives that are bright.

Not the light at the ends of tunnels.
But, the light that every age funnels…

Into us, onto to us & colors our joy.
Those giddy feelings; boy meeting boy.

For, living provides us plenty bad.
So, we latch on to each happy fad.

Whatever helps us believe in hope…
&, that we’ve more light than dark; to cope.

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lbstowe

I see the world through a Painter’s eyes and process it with a Poet's Heart....it's quite a harsh place for the soul. It scratches and wears your true self down, at times, but the Beauty is Addictive. I feel for everyone I encounter. Everyone I encounter is a teacher if I'll let them be. I Empathize with everyone I talk to & I Think about Everything-LEVi

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