Daily visited
Remembered and ruminated
But mostly self inflicted
We choose the path
The companions we keep
The love that we make
The places we sleep
When the pain squeezes hard
And causes our souls to tremor
Look into the mirror
And remember
Thank you for any commentsSo,how clear is your vision?
Yes we choose and hopefully choose well else a visit to the mirror should remind. Good words.So,how clear is your vision?
Read this after you chose BA. Wanted you to know I really like this one! ~giggles
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My sight is better since the surgery, my vision remains the same. I try to live each day as if it could be my last and I wish to have no regrets when I meet the creator for final judgment.
As I have asked many times, who is truly blind, the man with no eyes, or the man who can see and has no vision?
(I always say this ... I know it was taught in school or whatever, but capitalizing the first word of every line makes me want to look for an acrostic - ruins the flow a bit.)
That being said:
I do agree. It would be much better in life to just move on in stead of reopening wounds ON PURPOSE. We humans are insane. Some things should just be allowed to rest.
My vision is very clear today. And, I see what a great writing this it. Love it. Thanks for sharing.
My vision is clear, I think.
Very good poem, Shultzie. It say a lot.
inspiration
thank you
Very good, It is the choices that count and add to the total.
to tend and ease
has been my mission
and when I look in the mirror...
I know there is so much more to do
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