Until We Meet Again
I knew that I might spread myself to thin
Water creeping across a smooth glass
The edges get father away until…
I knew that I may lose myself in the pile
Papers stacked in chaotic mess
Buried deeper and deeper until…
A bit of FOMO, that’s fear of missing out
Not wanting to lose an opportunity
Posting, commenting, engaging until…
I forget
I ignore
The places that I signed up for
I hope I created
Words that satiated
Come visit me
To continue this wonderful journey…
Thank you for following me. I have enjoyed sharing and conversing here, but I need to pull back a bit from the sites that I belong to. Please visit me @ www.linesbyleon.com to continue to support me in my writing journey. I will be hosting a giveaway of some Apple iTunes copies of my book, Lines by Leon until Aug 10.
Yours sincerely,
Leon
Copyright © Leon Stevens | Year Posted 2020
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