
Writing forgotten memories
Forgetting memories not written
My mind and the ink
Together my story
Have a lovely day.
Hugs from Brooklyn Guady G
It’s not about the story written
It’s about the story yet not told
Sending you hugs from Brooklyn
Guady G
You can stop me from writing my thoughts
You can force me to stay silent so I can’t speak the truth
But one thing you can never do is control how I think
I am right and you really do stink
Yes! I am free because I am me!
With much love Guady G
Be brave enough to think your own thoughts if they are for the good of all.
With open minds can see
What we cannot
Happy Thursday my lovelies. Stay safe and keep well hydrated. Perhaps it is time to really see and not just look. https://hugsfrombrooklyn.com/2018/04/29/sight/
With all my love. Hugs from Brooklyn
Guady G
To age is a blessing
To age alone is not
You were kind to others and they forgot
You wonder what the F was missing but then you remember. . .
Once upon a time you were a famous movie star
Now that you are older no one knows who you are
You had so many fans but not one close friend
Now you are alone when it is almost the end
You ignored your family and your
close friends
You only wanted the limelight and the company of fake friends
You walked the red carpet and never took your mother or father
Instead you took some glamorous other
You attended luxurious events but never with those that helped you to rise
Today you are in hospice waiting for your demise
I guess the lesson here is to appreciate how you came to be
Never forgetting family, friends and sincerity
Fame, fortune and being in the limelight
Is worth nothing if you must walk sad and alone into the night.
With all my love Guady G