State of Bliss
Bliss is when I no longer miss
What was once my self-undoing.
Bliss is in knowing I needn’t dismiss
What I am otherwise feeling.
Blissful I am indeed in allowing
This wistful farewell to carry me forward.
Copyright © Marissa Faries | Year Posted 2022
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