Writing True

When

-Revised and reposted-

When the sky would stop looking down at the sea;

When snow would fill all summer and file up on roofs, on roads and trees;

When no love song to listen nor to sing;

When no roses and chocolates in Valentine’s Day nor any blooms in May;

When lizards would speak and stand up for what they see;

When crickets would pay silence:

For longing hearts hanging onto to their dream, . . .

I’ll be over you.

YouTube/Toto/I’ll Be Over You

Writing True

What if I’m a snob and “high nose?”

My late father might come back to life,

Find the closest slipper he can grab:

And I’m sure I’m going to get it;

And it’s not just going to be one.

To be clear:

I am not snob neither,

I am not “high nose.”

The problem is:

You asked me to follow you twice, why?

There are norms and S.O.Ps. here,

But there’s no need for WordPress 101.

Just keep blogging.

Make it interesting.

Be sincere—

And the rest would follow.

Kudos to your hundreds of likes

And follows!

P.S.

Pardon me for the late response.

Thank you!

Sincerely,

Aina