20-Hour Lifespan.

Can I fill your palm with trinkets taken away,

from the struggles I’ve come through to get here today?

Can I trail along behind every step that you take?

Can I open my chest and show you the mess that you’ve made?

Try to drive home to you all the notions abound,

like feathery thoughts gently showering down,

can I stay beside you now?

5 thoughts on “20-Hour Lifespan.

  1. Simon says:

    Hi ya… Your biggest bloggies fan is just popping in to make sure you’re good and say hi 😃

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Rita says:

    I love this, AJ

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