I Would Live in Your Hour As Well;
Bound by sand as it washes clean between my toes,
The waves;
move me some where up and down inside a little deeper.
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You describe a very difficult and yet beautiful transition. You describe it with clarity and dignity. We have to do what we have to do...Love the title. Smiling at you Tai, loving the feeling of sea and soft sand between my toes.
Very nice and beautiful feel is captured in your write. Lovely.
So many ways to ‘Live In Your Hour’ Aye so manyyyyyyyyyyys are still there yet, eager to read in next poem Sir. Crafting calorie+++ Ten ++. dr.sakti