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A Song For Brighter Days

Slashing your gullible heart, they suddenly,
read you no more?

You go, sit, on warm sand, loving the warmth 
of the welcoming seashore.

A forlorn pup, with a sweet drooping head, 
and limp, comes galloping your way.

You embrace him, both of you, now dreaming 
of beaming, brighter days!

It’s a secret code you share, that only broken 
hearts really can possibly know!

Poetic, velvet, melodies, of comfort, whispered 
under the calls of a friendly, ebonied crow!

                   4/11/2023

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Valsa George Date: 4/14/2023 8:30:00 PM Sometimes we feel sad and are left lonely. But God sends a companion to alleviate the pain. Here a pup comes, equally forlorn. But when two lonely spirits meet, the beauty and joy of companionship flourish. Lovely poem dear Panagie! Login to Reply Panagiota Romios Date: 4/14/2023 8:48:00 PM Valsa, I have heard it said that God never sends us more than we can handle. Always know …He watches over us. He sent me a whopper of a new friend to replace the other one. Humble, bright,supportive and loving. I am humbled. Pangie

Paula Goldsmith Date: 4/13/2023 11:28:00 AM I really enjoyed your wonderful write/picture. Yes, let them go. Have a great/blessed day........... Login to Reply Panagiota Romios Date: 4/13/2023 11:43:00 AM Happy Monday… Letting go is the best! They will find future victims. Sad to say, I do have to keep reminding myself that in internet relationships! Hello! They are as combustible as bubbles.I only speak for myself!! Far too trusting, I see wholeness in a relationship, when in reality, there is nobody on the other end! Comments do not automatically mean friendship. Pangie

David Mchattie Date: 4/11/2023 4:51:00 PM Very passionate my friend. Sometimes you have to sit and smell the roses to see what's really important. Stay well. Login to Reply Panagiota Romios Date: 4/11/2023 5:26:00 PM Wonderful to see you David, and wishing you the best. Health, really great outside of a broken femur one year ago. But I wrote 10 a day, while in hospital. Met a Buddhist chaplain there who happened to be a poet. She read one of my poems to me and ai wept. Oral poetry is quite powerful. I think no human likes a door slammed in their face. It really hurts people. Hiding behind a screen? Plain horse hockey. Insulting poets in open post, low class.Tacky.creepy stuff. The site has these snakes as leaders? Welcome to the Garden of Eden! Be careful,,,lest you get bitten. keep snake bite medicine handy! Pangie