"If we really want to love, we must learn how to forgive."
- Mother Teresa.
----- A Sam Scott poem: 16th October 2023 -----
Sometimes it gets too steamy Reality insists On distorting our perception As this heartbeat still persists Sometimes it gets too frosty When the winter comes to call We scrape to see the road ahead A strange fear that we'll fall Sometimes though, there's a new mist Corrupting twenty twenty A sadness from a place within An absence and an empty Yet crystal clear is memory Hopeful brightness never lost As misty doesn't linger Whether tears, or steam or frost
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