Remember when
we used to sit around the fire
trading and telling stories
all through the night
until the sun peered out
over the horizon?
Remember when
we talked about our ideas
and of our views on how things are
and of dreams we dared to seek
and of the limitless possibilities
out there awaiting us?
Remember, when
you are at your lowest
and things seem insurmountable
threatening to drag you down
and all hope seems out of reach…
I will always be there for you
November 8th, 2015 at 2:03 pm
I know someone who could use the wisdom of this writing right now.
Love,
Aunt Janet