I miss you and your prose
Your words that easily flowed
My soul losing control
My sentence is no more
Miss your punctuation
Oh sweet exclamation!
Where did you go?
I miss you so!
Why is it that some people know how to get to your heart so well? Perhaps known from past lives? Were they soul mates that slipped away? Luck? Do you know?
With Love Guady G. I send you hugs from Brooklyn.
Having two eyes you never really saw me
Two ears and my words got lost in the silence that lived among us
Two arms always laid crossed upon your chest
Two legs remained immobilized
Perhaps I was a ghost and you feared getting closer?
NOPE!
What was I thinking ?
How could you have ever loved me with only one heart?
Have a lovely day. Sending hugs from Brooklyn. Guady G
Sad is the day when you realize that many want to welcome you into the world but very few want to hold your hand as you leave it. No one should have to die alone! As a physician I can’t begin to tell you how many hands I have held.
Some patients had no one but many had family that couldn’t be bothered. Why? It breaks my heart that the end of life can be like this for so many.
If anyone has a clue please do tell me. I have a story I will post soon about my patient.
Sending you love from Brooklyn. Guady G
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
Do not mistake my quiescence for conformity!
I know how powerful I am!
A rope has two ends
While a spider spins a web
Love you my fellow readers and bloggers.
Hugs from Brooklyn Guady G
Fluidity 