Even that which we have will be taken away
and it’s like nothing ever is meant to stay
and the moon tonight full in the sky
can’t compensate for the pain I imbibe.
But ne’er is it swallowed and gone like the moon
when sun rises up to declare a new day
for it sits like a boulder, a rock, pebble [...]
I guess this is unrequited love!
Helen Howell is the mother of a daughter and three sons and resides in Bedfordview, South Africa. Her journey into the world of writing began in the year 2000 and the insights, thoughts, and feelings presented to you here are those of an ordinary woman who feels that she has been privileged to touch on the outline of life’s true meaning.
That touch is displayed here for readers to determine according to individual and personal perceptions.
If you would like to contact Helen you can email her at helen@dreamtimepoetry.com
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