Seven geese flew overhead
on Blackheath Common,
their wings I could ride
Thought of you and cried
for you, as I walked on
over to the other side.
Seven Geese
A melting pot of paint, poetry and philosophy
A melting pot of paint, poetry and philosophy
Seven geese flew overhead
on Blackheath Common,
their wings I could ride
Thought of you and cried
for you, as I walked on
over to the other side.
I was thinking about you as I watched my geese today…
I had come by earlier and read your words here…such sadness enveloped me I couldn’t leave a reply…
within the time of now and before I wish you a moment in which your heart is peace-filled to the outer scars….
Take Care You Matter..Lee….
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maryrose
Seeing wild Geese in flight set off a whole emotional chain reaction, for the places, the people I’ve love and lost. Emotions that were suppressed and can only be released by witnessing something of intense beauty, or as I can them ‘moments of wonder…’
Have yourself a wonderful day Mary!!