you found me somewhere there amidst the noise of meetings a silent protest -unregistered while you tackled your inner noise you preached patience castigated callowness lack of experience I dwindled away I’m the wild iris I grew by myself In forests - abandoned, alone with a strength of purpose gathering all that you lost
In response to
https://onewomansquest.org/2021/01/11/vjs-weekly-challenge-what-pulls-on-your-soul/
Truly an inspiring poem, Reena.
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Thank you so much!
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just so
hot to ya trot is all
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Strength of purpose…something we all need.
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Certainly! Thanks, Patricia!
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I love this Reena – so inspired.
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Thank you, VJ!
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You are welcome!
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You find these in the most unusual places, and they always look lonely…
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Ideal subject for poetry 🙂
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An inspiring poem
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Glad it resonated with you.
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👍👍👍
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