she completes the poem,
LIFE, LOVE AND STUPIDITY
her ink-filled yawn
disguising a cross face
ah, solitude
by mary ann blinkhorn
she completes the poem,
LIFE, LOVE AND STUPIDITY
her ink-filled yawn
disguising a cross face
ah, solitude
by mary ann blinkhorn
I live in that solitude which is painful in youth, but delicious in the years of maturity.
Albert Einstein
Wow, that’s a beauty. Thanks for sharing. 🙂
Hmmmmm…. solitude – loneliness… I know it’s not supposed to be the same… but right now I feel like they get mixed up in my head.
Aw… sorry you’re still feeling that way. Hope you feel better soon.