The Wait

Seconds in minutes turn hours

Days in months morph to years

An old calendar, a broken watch

A fool in the midst awaits

Happy Saturday. I send you hugs from Brooklyn. Thank you for reading my blog. PS don’t be that fool.

With love Guady G

Did you say something?

Muted words

Resonate

Louder

Have a grand Friday.

Hugs from Brooklyn Guady G

The Untold

Writing forgotten memories

Forgetting memories not written

My mind and the ink

Together my story

Have a lovely day.

Hugs from Brooklyn Guady G

Change

Leaves change color

Soon they rest on the ground

I’m comforted knowing that a barren tree will once again thrive

It’s nature and a cycle that is expected to reset

But the lone tree saddens me because it chooses to stay barren

It finds comfort in being isolated

It prevents the growth of its own beauty.

Whatever fruit they could have provided shall be no more.

It’s sad that you bring them the sun, water and nourishment yet only cold winter days is all they want to see.

In the future it will be that sole fallen tree in the middle of the forest. No one will know about it and worse no one will care.

Please don’t become that lone tree. Seek help or let someone help you. You are important and you are loved. I send you hugs from Brooklyn.

With Love Guady G.

Well? What are you waiting for?

If you surrender your rights to others, they will write your story. So don’t be surprised when your character suffers or gets written out.

Take control! You can be the author of your own darn story. So stop wasting time and start writing!

Well? What are you waiting for?

Sending you hugs from Brooklyn. Guady G