I Must Have What Is Gone.

There is no doodle with this one because it is gone – I lost it while writing, and though I may feel that I must have it back, I cannot. ~ I must have what is gone says the leaf. The drop that just rolled off me was burden until now, and now it is the quencher of my thirst. ~ The wind that made me shiver in winter is what I want most in summer and the heat I now so despise will be welcome, come winter. ~ The words I speak today, are but random strings desperately trying to make sense. Yet, come tomorrow, I will rue my failure at telling someone “I love you”. ~ The life I live today is a tangled mess of ideas and dreams and plans discarded. Yet, come tomorrow and I will look from a distance – enjoy the montage like a you would a Monet. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Don’t forget to share on your favorite Social Media platform using the buttons below if you like it !!