Image by Barbara A Lane from Pixabay
Imprints ( an etheree)
Days,
Of yore,
Imprinted,
Ridged bright flashes,
Cerulean taint,
Now duskily dreary,
Intimate joys flown away,
Life’s warm hues drained dull and whitewashed,
Impassive stupor held me captive,
But I shrugged it off to bravely walk on.
This is lovely! I feel shades of sadness in your words. This pandemic has thrown us all for a loop, but look at you… marching along and finding your way. Marvelous response to the image. ❤
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Thanks for appreciating the thought
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Keep moving forward, even if in baby steps. 💕
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Thank you for your encouraging words
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Always. 🌟✨💫
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