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A Critical Measure A little of me was left behind when she suddenly left Prompting A Genesis I guess, of both smiles and tears . Trying, Perhaps mistakenly ,a tactile desperate grasp  to reach back, grab a little of each, and allay my building fears Wishing to compute a relationship relativity to override this soul shaking negativity wondering if there was someway to conclude that our piles of infectious smiles combined to cancel,  this current river of tears. With a wink I began to imagine a mystic scale buried deep in a sea filled with waves of emotion touching each and all , with surging tides of resentment and  contentment ,great success and lonely duress , our inspired climbs and insipid falls. Hark, grand waters break and grand Heralds call, Behold Grandest Scale of All The magnificence now before our eyes , abruptly delivered a Shock and Awe surprise. But Alas, instead , That grand scale was barely noticed, Suddenly , hypnotically all were claimed by the beauty of the Herald’s song . I no longer wished to count those smiles and no longer wished to weigh those tears. At once I did remember just where importance lives , it stands proud in Times ahead of us, not in faded moments washed away, with a little hope and lots of trust, we shall see a Better Day. BobbyO
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Dec 10, 2024
Dec 10, 2024 at 5:43 AM UTC
A CRITICAL MEASURE
A Critical Measure A little of me was left behind when she suddenly left Prompting A Genesis I guess, of both smiles and tears . Trying, Perhaps mistakenly ,a tactile desperate grasp  to reach back, grab a little of each, and allay my building fears Wishing to compute a relationship relativity to override this soul shaking negativity wondering if there was someway to conclude that our piles of infectious smiles combined to cancel,  this current river of tears. With a wink I began to imagine a mystic scale buried deep in a sea filled with waves of emotion touching each and all , with surging tides of resentment and  contentment ,great success and lonely duress , our inspired climbs and insipid falls. Hark, grand waters break and grand Heralds call, Behold Grandest Scale of All The magnificence now before our eyes , abruptly delivered a Shock and Awe surprise. But Alas, instead , That grand scale was barely noticed, Suddenly , hypnotically all were claimed by the beauty of the Herald’s song . I no longer wished to count those smiles and no longer wished to weigh those tears. At once I did remember just where importance lives , it stands proud in Times ahead of us, not in faded moments washed away, with a little hope and lots of trust, we shall see a Better Day. BobbyO
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Dec 10, 2024
Dec 10, 2024 at 5:43 AM UTC
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