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Time Enough

Time Enough

We stroll through life
thinking we have enough time
to say all the things that
are in our hearts
do all the things that
are in our minds
pray all the prayers that
are in our souls

We rush through days
with our eyes closed
trying to do it all
worrying we aren’t strong
enough or smart enough
or rich enough but
always thinking we have
enough time

Until the day when that one
who was strong and smart
brave and kind is gone
then we know there is never
enough time
~

Posted in Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, poetry

Wide Open

It’s all about WALLS in the Garden¬†today

Wide Open

some might build walls
for protection
for isolation
for immunity
after their hearts have
been broken
keeping other hearts out
fearing more damage
but I will keep my heart open
to life as it comes
each bruise or tear
making it smater, stronger –

bolder