God, what a beautiful poem. Each verse reminds me, for some strange reason, of who I was, what's gone, and what remains. There was a time when impatience dwelled within us. Now we know that nothing is ever too late. Hugs
God, what a beautiful poem. Each verse reminds me, for some strange reason, of who I was, what's gone, and what remains. There was a time when impatience dwelled within us. Now we know that nothing is ever too late. Hugs
Thank you Nancy! It was the same experience for me when I was writing it—I felt as though I was transported to another time and place. You're so right. Everything happens as it's meant to. Enjoy your weekend!