Behind these eyes
Some things are not to be understood, To be just accepted.
By the random.
These eyes have seen many things,
Win or loss, but
Indifference is never acceptable
Or what is hidden behind it.
Its something I cannot put a name to.
A strong trial ever so close…
Maybe next time.
But at the same time, to not let it get too close.
To keep focused.
This kind of warmth is real,
For the lucky few who get to Experience it,
To see the part of me that remains hidden.
That writing is my life,
It’s the way emotions come to light
Without ever speaking a word.
These times are my most creative moments,
And when the light shines once again,
They dissipate like a ripple in the water,
But are not gone.
All it takes is one stone
Thrown in the sea to make a wave,
To set my heart in motion,
Once again.
Oh this is so endearing. The emotion your poem evoked within me, goes beyond words, Katie. *tears* Love, Amy
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Thank you Amy. It’s another lesson from teacher. I am learning.
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Not easy to learn, Katie. Those big lessons never are. They are a process. Ups and downs. Ins and outs. Tears and laughs. Fear and hate. Love and JOY. Big (((HUGS))) coming your way!!! Love, Amy
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Great philosophy and I can always hope. Thank you for reading. Love catnip
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So welcome, my friend. We all are learning together. And we can lean on each other during the hard phases. xx Amy
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There is no easy way. That is what I have learned.
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No, Catnip, if it was easy, this path that is called Life, would be known by another name. Hang in there, Sweetie. xx
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I’m just ready for an adventure. Spring fever maybe… Road Trip!
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Spring Fever. Me too, OH! And then some!! I could do for an adventure or two myself. You go and have a blast! Enjoy yourself! xx
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