A time will come
When this feeling will pass.
Dawn will give way to day,
And the thought won’t cross your mind
It’s an inevitability,
That ship will sail eventually
Leaving no trail behind,
And you’d wonder,
When your head grazes with the pillow at night,
What was I thinking?
A time will come-
But I’m afraid,
It may not be today, or tomorrow
Or even the day after.
So for now,
All you’ve got to do is-
Breathe, live (even when you don’t feel like it).
Grieve in your own way
For no matter how long the night is
Dawn always gives way to day…
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Another beautiful poem 🙂
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Thank you very much Jade, I’m sorry for the late reply and I havent been able to visit your blog. Expect me soon 😄
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true words to go by, even though hard! Hang in there my dear! Great job!
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Thank you joy, I’m hanging ❤️
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A great picker-upper poem! 😊 Kicked me right on the feels
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A www, I’m glad it did Nicole, thank you
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Deeply beautiful.
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Thank you very much. I appreciate it 😊
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Deeply beautiful.
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Thank you very much 😊
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Beautiful poem Ameena. How fortunate we are to have another Dawn to look forward to. To know that “there will come a time,” but we just go day by day, as best as we can until then.
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Thank y very much Mandi, I know right?! To have something to hope for is way more than most do. 🙂
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Great job 👍👏
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Thank you. 😊
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Ah hope ❤
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😄😄
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Have faith that indeed a time will come but you must give it time. I read this with nostalgia Ameena. Hope.
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Aww, noir. Thank you very much.
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This one, I wrote as a reflection.
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You are welcome.
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