Words are lost to me not knowing what to say no images seen no goodness, no dreads doesmy pen’s tip know.
I’ll take a deep sigh I’ll smile and say
‘Maybe tomorrow I’ll have something most exquisite to say!’ ~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2026
Posted in My Musings, Poetry | Tagged My Musings, Poetry, Words Are Lost |
Words are often a lost to me
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Me too!
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I can relate to this for sure.
Hugs my friend. Enjoy your day
Ah, can’t we all 🙂 Hugs back at cha!
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Words are often a lost to me
LikeLiked by 1 person
Me too!
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I can relate to this for sure.
Hugs my friend. Enjoy your day
LikeLiked by 1 person
Ah, can’t we all 🙂 Hugs back at cha!
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