thirteen almost fourteen years ago
but i would like to say
forgive her, she couldn't understand
she was trying to live the day by day.
maybe something could have blossomed
but the time she could not sacrifice
the need to survive so instilled
that was enough to suffice.
in retrospect i reflect
perhaps you would have been good
things may have progressed further
had she not be so focused on home and food.
i hope the years have been kind to you
as you were to us long ago
i wish you well on the rest of your life
though what i write, you will never know.
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♥ Spontaneity;
Louis Pauzé: "We're all going to die. Write that down, miss. We don't have the luxury of a thousand years on this earth. Only sixty, or maybe eighty little years if we're lucky. And these years pass in a flash. Why not offer flowers to your spouse every night? Why deprive yourself of the happiness of making your house a home? Why resist your impulse? Daily life is the most beautiful voyage..."
♥ Likes;
♥ Sanctuary;
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