
There’s no timetable
There’s no need to rush
Things will fall into place at the right time
Let it go
Investigate the pain
Tend to the wounds
Let me knit you back together
Your heart is mine
© 2019 Jason A. Muckley
There’s no timetable
There’s no need to rush
Things will fall into place at the right time
Let it go
Investigate the pain
Tend to the wounds
Let me knit you back together
Your heart is mine
© 2019 Jason A. Muckley
Beautiful poem I really liked it
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Thanks! 😁
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Beautiful 💜
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Thanks 🙂
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Lovely poem 💞
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Thanks Ash 😁
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My eyes keep wandering back to that beautiful beach…
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Yeah, that would be nice to “heal” on
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For sure 🙂
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I’d rather die
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Cute.
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Rushing thru everything, for a fix NOW; and instant gratification has become a way of life. Lovely thought and words.
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Thanks!
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I can relate to this 🙂
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🙂
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Ha ha yeah – like trump and more of the same stupefying politics,
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