Moonlight Sorrow,
Sweet and Sound,
Blessed Moments,
Lost Not Found
Wonders Wander,
Thoughts Prevail,
Actions Cancel,
Many Fail
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You have captured life's moments in this very surrealistic piece, Christine. Many do fail because they haven't got a clue of how to revel in those blessed moments that are so very lost. I was there for many years, more than I care to admit, but I was there. Pain of the heart can feel like someone stabbed us with a knife. Abandonment can feel like the world has twirled out of orbit, and is suffocating us. False friends can feel like a robber that has come in the night. You wrote this from the very depths of your heart and soul, Christine, and you penned it very, very well. Maybe those who do understand it, can actually reverse it, and make their blessed moments something to be fond of. Thank you for sharing. Love & hugs, Barbara