We don’t want to misunderstand
Those who matter most to us
Those who may hold our hand
It’s easy to miss the night’s last bus
We don’t want to misunderstand
Those who matter most to us
Those who may hold our hand
It’s easy to miss the night’s last bus
This week, my country men & women
Celebrate sexual & gender diversity
Yet, we all keep her & him in
Not in wholly in the same body
Though love is spread over us equally
Corny & rustic thought
Has a curve into a positivist, innocent spot
It is degraded by those who wrought
Urban, international, liberal thought
When it appears in political thought,
It is named, today, altright thought
Yet, it’s majority is nonfascist thought
The fall of the Berlin wall, it wrought
Maybe we should stop polarizing thought
There are milestone moments
When you need to make agreements
With others ~ to define future relations
To avoid insecurity & deceptions
Our castle is to protect
And, to invite from a safe place
A place to reflect
Or unwind the outward face
Monday, vacation or work day
This year, first day
Of the last full Summer month
Scary how crumbles another month
Family, friends, the outdoors
It’s papers; in Winter, the indoors
There’s always something
To keep us going ~ or staying
Prayer helps against the evil eye
It’s no use asking, why
Certain persons hold a grudge
Themselves, they above all smudge
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Thanks to Fandango for this challenge 💛
Personally I think we live once
So, lessons & knowledge may matter less
Than experiencing a chance
I wonder why it is a structured process
A dream sometimes doesn’t come true
Nevertheless, isn’t it a fine gift
Having a dream to give life hue
The soul is allowed to wander adrift
I ask myself what is the connection
Between nostalgia and guilt perception
There certainly is one
Comprehension is a match point won
Wind in poplar, linden, or willow foliage,
One of my oldest Summer sound memories
It has no change or age
It ignores crow and swallow parties
Do I enjoy it enough,
I sometimes ask
So quickly, the festive mask
Is replaced by the one that’s rough
Just go out, with your water flask
A few years ago, someone said:
Life’s purpose isn’t learning
It is experiencing & enjoying
It makes sense, what they said