If you were an apocalypse
Then this is a brave new world
Where contentment rests
Comfortably on my shoulders
And the sun shining is no longer
An ill omen
If you were Armageddon
Then today I am signing
A peace treaty with myself
If you were the knife in my back
Then this is my bandage
This is me watching
My skin knit itself
Back together
About the Creator
Poppy
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A Dart at Dusk
Seconds ago, the sullen sun set on the two of us… my exuberant furry companion and me. A fresh breeze embraces us, delivering welcome relief from the day’s oppressive heat. His typical stumbling and staggering along — apace with a sloth — has turned into trip-trapping, high-stepping, almost skipping along.
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶3 days ago in Petlife
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Love the determined feeling this left me with. The idea of healing inspire of the suffering, such a beautiful concept!! Great work Poppy!!
So glad that better days are here. ”Where contentment rests Comfortably on my shoulders.”
Again, I get, not me, lol. But what it must be like to be the recipient of such protestations of devotion.