i saw her,
a revelation in glorious technicolour,
standing by the bus stop,
she smiled at me,
wrenching my heart off my sleeve.
i see her still,
now in faded black and white,
wondering where she may be, after all these years,
months, days, moments,
with time trickling through our lives,
knotting destiny into a silken weave,
time, wicked time,
slipping away,
down fate’s random sieve …
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“Time truckling through our lives.” Lovely
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thank YOU so very very much, my friend. I am humbled as always
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Afzal, a hundred thank yous for writing your posts in double spacing, instead of huge gaps between the sentences. That was so very hard to follow your train of thought, because it took so much time to scroll down to the next sentence. This format makes for real reading.
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thank you, Jennie … I’ve been really struggling to get the formatting and paragraph spacing correct on my WordPress app. It doesn’t even allow me a space between paragraphs nowadays … I’m going to be reading up on how the WordPress app works with spacing. It was and is really frustrating but we shall persist and try try and do as Master Yoda taught us way back in another century ! Warmest wishes as always, Jennie and regards to you and all those dear to you.
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Best to you!
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✌ peace
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