Holding tight to the porcelain edge
Wishing to be the eagle upon my chest
Wings spread and fully-fledged
A jet stream blew in one day and merged the paralleling winds creating a gale force storm like no other before.
I sincerely wish everyone could have the luck of living strong and healthy until old age then peacefully go to sleep waking with their beloved on the other side. However, that is not close to reality or how life works.
It is hard not to walk past someone, homeless or not, and write their life story out in your own mind without a rethought or wonder for the persons well being.
"Play is often talked about as if it were a relief from serious learning. But for children play is serious learning. Play is really the work of childhood."
When will you purge the past that cultivates and nurtures deadly mold?
Staring at ghosts through a phantom window
Unwilling to turn away
Allowing the air to be taken from room