for things un-said, un-done for opportunities missed through ignorance or fear for the short sightedness of those blinded by hate or greed for the narrow-mindedness of those who claim enlightenment and for those who suffer despite their innocence May we not act in haste and REGRET even more
We who choose to surround ourselves with lives more temporary than our own, live within a fragile circle, easily and often breached. Unable to accept its awful gaps, we still would live no other way. We cherish memory as the only certain immortality. The Once Again Prince – Irving Townsend
Poor, silly girl. You are but following The road your sister’s trod before, Your childhood now forever lost, The Starry, Rosey land of dreams -No more. Why did you throw the “child” away so soon? “Twas the mantle to hide your tender heart. You reached towards a “womans’ world” Before you knew what it contained….