My broken body
like a dead leaf
blown around and
about, away far
away from the
warmth of his
ever soothing words…
Living on the hope,
hoping to crawl
my way back
to the greenhouse
where we used
to garden our dreams
together…
Please leave the
door ajar…
Cyranny's Cove 
lovely, feeling better? ♡
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Very nice and heartfelt
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Oh wow! Gorgeous photo. I want to be there now! Sometimes it’s good to shut the door even though it hurts. If there’s hope from both sides, perhaps then it’s fine to leave the door ajar to let them plant and grow together. If not, and ajar door leads to pain. Midnight calls and nothing more.
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Lots of wisdom in these words… It is true that leaving the door ajar when winter comes might lead to ruining a whole garden just because of the freezing breeze.
Good food for thoughts… Thank you for being around to add depth to The Cove 🙂 Your comments are always very appreciated!
Have a lovely Sunday! xx
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No problem. Thanks for the compliment : ) Enjoy your week!
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