Poem -
Eggshells
Awkward, gauche and clumsy too,
ignoring what we know is true.
Filling up our last goodbyes
with empty words and laden sighs.
Holding what we want to say,
too scared we'll frighten us away
if we admit that in our heart,
we loved each other from the start.
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I love that you're always able to see exactly what I'm trying to say. Thanks again sweet mango.xoxo
I agree totally Barry, but there's always that brief period of uncertainty and fear of looking foolish, even though you know instinctively they feel the same. It's all in nature's plan lol. I really do appreciate all your positive comments and support. I hope you'd feel able to say if you disliked one of my poems because constructive criticism can be a good thing. xo
You're so right sweet mango but it's how I described it to our fruity friend sweet peach. It's all part of the mating ritual lol.xoxo
Hahahaha!!!!! Thank you so much. There's nothing better than a good omelette.......xox