Conversations With Myself

Sometimes I say your name aloud
Just to see if I can hear you say mine;
How blessed am I
To be so far away 
And yet, you remain by my side.

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poemagraphic

Wed 1st Jul 2020 19:13

I often talk to myself because I am the only one I can get any sense... or sillyness out of.

Of course, thoughts being things folk are always just a thought away.

I love this little poem it says volumes.
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Bluesky.girl

Wed 1st Jul 2020 05:40

Lovely sentiments.

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