Endeavors …so be it.

She was built of sand.

An hour from myself


Purely my own

from my secret place


No monument needed

when you get what you seek,


Passion envelops us,

keeps us from aging

as time stops.

Busy hands create happy hearts.

Endeavors …so be it.


19 thoughts on “Endeavors …so be it.

  1. Oh this is one of the most beautiful things i have ever read. You have such an awesome way with words

  2. I’m not sure anything keeps us young, but some things keep us young at heart … that would include your poetry, my dear.

    Thanks for another goodie!

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