Life goes on and so does everything else; even after having lost that
One precious thing that you always had.
Today, as I sat watching images of reality that often brought tears in my eyes (as it did today) too,
I wondered how he felt about himself and those around him…
Like a blind assassin he walked into my life…
Fielding his way, paving a path through emotions
Growing seeds of faith and belief
Its my life now of challenges and being challenged
Of ways, and waywardness
Of frequent visits and visitations….
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