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Habit Forming

Lead or follow, who can fathom? some of both I do suppose, the measure of our true devotion lies within our very souls. Sporadic arguments and spats, contorted faces, angry eyes, or reconciliations struck lest we distrust, and then despise. The path to joy is fraught with trials, trying, testing constantly, living, loving through the bad times, seeking equanimity. Happy days are habit forming, colouring our lives with fun, they'll overcome our fears and sorrows as we reach the setting sun, and at the end we're lovers blending, two hearts with a common goal, we'll defy the hurts and heartaches, nurturing will make us whole.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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Date: 3/19/2013 2:58:00 PM
You write such beautiful and intricate poems... Always interesting and facinating.
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Date: 3/15/2013 3:03:00 AM
I make room in my heart for this lovely poem Keith. - Thank you! - oxox / / Anne-Lise :)
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Date: 3/15/2013 1:02:00 AM
I have missed your poetry. So busy these days but it was nice to catch this one as I get ready to go off for the night!
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Date: 3/14/2013 9:40:00 PM
Oh so lovely Keith.......aahhhhh....Donna
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