The years had brought me here.
It has been a far walk.
But it’s time I took a breather.
Just to muster a look back.
Many were shed along the way.
Perhaps met with many a forked path.
Or simply that the ticks of the hands
had decided different for them.
I’d dug deep,
and I’d seen you…
Amongst several others.
Making your mark
at every checkpoint.
I haven’t been alone.
And I’ll never be…
As long as you’re here,
making these marks with me.
Thank you all for following and reading me all these years. Your readership means a lot to me then, and all the more now.
Much appreciation and love,
ryn