I feel like the cover of a book called Silver’s Clown
I am yet to write.
Happy equally and unsure of everything all around
Look at my eyes starting to tear in the corners
Realizing that an aging life has so many challenging borders.
The task and trial becomes an inner contest to see if you can digest, not what you will become, but what you will do with the threads of what you became.
Will there be a challenge to become once again and then, be in the realm of pondering, does what you became surface once more?
Where do you start and where will you end?
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Sep 05, 2017 @ 10:26:56
Beautiful
Sep 05, 2017 @ 10:31:56
Perfect today!
My eyes are tearing also! Just FLUNKED vision test and haven’t taken written!!!! Even with note from Dr Lee must come back for driving test in CAR👀👀👀👀 if I pass the written! Feel going to faint in this long line😂Al doesn’t know what to say!!!!
Brendie 🌷
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Sep 06, 2017 @ 11:59:13
You are our country’a next fun and funny blogger.
Sep 16, 2017 @ 20:10:52
Beautifully written. . . I especially liked the line that said, “The task and trial becomes an inner contest to see if you can digest, not what you will become, but what you will do with the threads of what you became.” It’s very thought provoking.