Many people like to dig into the "WHY???'s" of life. Why did this have to happen? Why doesn't he love me anymore? Your poem is the perfect answer to these type questions (((HUGS)))
I am reminded Andrew, that you don't have to search far before you come across something distasteful during these current times. No need to look underneath stones, it's everywhere.
Chris
Posted 4 Years Ago
4 Years Ago
In this case only the love you seek like a needle in a haystack. Thank you Chris.
4 Years Ago
Ah yes, love can certainly be like finding a needle in a haystack. Takes patience :)
Strindberg said.
" When I come home and sit at my writing table, then I live.... I live, and I live in manifold fashion of all human beings. I depict; I am glad with the glad, wicked with the wicked,.. more..