The writing is on the wall The letters are big and bold and you still don’t see it It could be in neon lights but you will squint and look the other way It is the end of a chapter and time to turn the page
The storybook beginning became an arduous read We got lost in the descriptive passages of someone else’s love story Refusing to read between the lines and closing the book to avoid the obvious ending
I have been writing poetry since I was a child and it has helped in the good times and bad times. I am always looking within to find the answers to life's problems and to write thought-provoking poetry and prose.
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Christine
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