“What sunshine is to flowers, smiles are to humanity. These are but trifles, to be sure; but scattered along life’s pathway, the good they do is inconceivable” Joseph Addison
Frederick Keonig
When memories start to fade, clip them back a bit... then provide food and water to the "cutting" while it is establishing roots.
In that place of love, the one perceived, it matters not, what you believe. The story fits in a layer of truth, in the pages of strength, to give and receive. And then.
I have to wonder
Why logic is no answer for passion and all the while, I wrap my heart with a ribbon of desire.
If ever a moment shall present itself
Silent you should be
Your gentle touch only serves to remind
Of a love that shall never be
Today is a #BeautifulSunday by @Ace108, where we share our day in the most possibly beautiful way that we can. So toiling about the house, and the flowers and we can call it a day, a definitely #SublimeSunday in the making, by the Meister of my morning, 
I have always loved fruits and vegetables, even juicing them to get the full nutritional value of everything that I grow, pick or buy. Waste not, want not, am I right? It was in juicing that I learned I could eat the skin of the kiwi. Who knew? Not this girl. This nutrient-packed delight is already on the good deal list of fruits. But, did you realize that by eating the skin, you triple your fiber intake? But, hey! If you peel it, you still get a healthy dose of vitamin C, vitamin K, vitamin E, folate, and potassium. You are welcome. Very. Admittedly, it is a cleaning-cooking-getting- ready-for-the-next-week-kind-of-day. Le sigh. Truly.
I knew before I saw you
Your touch would start my turn
From the bottom to the top
To a place I can breathe
Once, all over again
With you, but alone
The night almost gone
I know how I feel
Getting off this spinning wheel
Again, all over again
@ace108 and @c0ff33a for hosting these challenges and just so you know, although much sun and shine was used up today, I can guarantee that there is still a little left in my heart. Have a most fabulous day!Thank you for visiting my post 💖 Because of you, I come back to post, again and again. In the game of life, my friends, pondlife is at least a little further up the evolutionary chain than the insult - pond scum. Keep it classy, people. Kindness counts. Wherever you go, whatever you do.
they set my aunts house on fire
i cried the way women on tv do
folding at the middle
like a five pound note.
i called the boy who use to love me
tried to ‘okay’ my voice
i said hello
he said warsan, what’s wrong, what’s happened?
i’ve been praying,
and these are what my prayers look like;
dear god
i come from two countries
one is thirsty
the other is on fire
both need water.
later that night
i held an atlas in my lap
ran my fingers across the whole world
and whispered,
"where does it hurt?"
it answered,
"everywhere"
"everywhere"
"everywhere"
warsan shire
