One gift, however, stands out. This delicate artwork has survived three decades, numerous home fashion trends, and three moves. The piece has remained on display throughout them all.
And accompanied by a poem, it represents the lauded emotion in purest (if regrettably ill-fated) romantic form.
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| Dreams |
More fragile than the thinnest eggshell
Sometimes, as hard to hold as the wind
And more elusive than the unicorm
But they can come true
All mine did when I met you
Merry Christmas, everyone. May the New Year be one of joy and prosperity and, of course, love.
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Oooh! Lovely! And I love the poem.
ReplyDeleteYou are always so kind, my dear. Thank you for visiting!
DeleteWow! What a lovely gift and I do believe dreams come true!
ReplyDeleteHave a wonderful 2017 and may it bring you much closer to your dreams.
Thank you, Corinne! I wish the same for you, my dear. Blessings to you and yours.
DeleteHow very lovely! Merry Christmas!
ReplyDeleteThank you for the kind word. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year, my dear. I hope you are well.
DeleteIll-fated? Oooh, there's more to this story...
ReplyDeleteHi, Liz! You nailed it. We were two mildly troubled youths together for five years, much of it wonderful.
DeleteNearing age twenty I found some of his issues less and less tolerable. Unfortunately I sometimes acted in ways that shame me while struggling against my lingering desire and his determination.
About a decade ago he identified me on a fanfiction website despite my pen name. Our ensuing communication proved cathartic (for us both, I dare say). Having shed some of my guilt I discovered pure gratitude for the self esteem his love bolstered.
Thank you for stopping by. I appreciate your time and interest.
That's a beautiful poem and piece. It's good you kept it through the years.
ReplyDeleteThank you for the kind sentiment, my dear. I've been lucky and blessed to never have lost or broken this gem.
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