Drifters © Lori 3/18/2023 Get link Facebook X Pinterest Email Other Apps Words keep hanging outDown at the end of the lineBut there's no train at the stationAnd no one is keeping timeThey sit there in their solitudeWith no where else to beThe words all become driftersJust like this heart in me Comments Magaly Guerrero17 July 2023 at 13:42The loss is so real. It grabs the heart by the collar, shaking it, asking it for words...ReplyDeleteRepliesLori26 August 2023 at 07:44And I wish more of the words would arrive rather than depart. Thank you so much. DeleteRepliesReplyReplyJinksy21 August 2023 at 11:21Lost is found - your words are here! I am in awe of the complexity of wandering amongst your words and pictures, which I have been enjoying. thanks to an unscheduled Blogland wander today; no timetable needed. :-)ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyHelen21 September 2023 at 19:59You have an amazing way of combining words and images. Loved this.ReplyDeleteRepliesLori23 September 2023 at 08:28I appreciate that so much. Thank you. DeleteRepliesReplyReplyAdd commentLoad more... Post a Comment Thanks for reaching out. You have touched me with your words.
The loss is so real. It grabs the heart by the collar, shaking it, asking it for words...
ReplyDeleteAnd I wish more of the words would arrive rather than depart. Thank you so much.
DeleteLost is found - your words are here! I am in awe of the complexity of wandering amongst your words and pictures, which I have been enjoying. thanks to an unscheduled Blogland wander today; no timetable needed. :-)
ReplyDeleteYou have an amazing way of combining words and images. Loved this.
ReplyDeleteI appreciate that so much. Thank you.
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