In the light of the moon:
colors fade, but truth emerges in black and white. friendships linger, but love quickens. days come to fullness, but time thins. Some days I feel like this. In my mind I am still young and beautiful. But I wonder if, in the eyes of others, my youth and beauty has faded?
She walked into my life,
unnoticed. She entered my dreams, uninvited. She captured my heart, uncontested. Never again to be unnoticed. |
AuthorJosephine Meyer is a writer, dreamer, and friend (the order varies with the moment.) Archives
August 2015
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