Garbage Post: Outdoor Months

Poetry

Visits to our personal campgrounds

Same old silly tent for both of us

Quickly things have changed and I was supposed to forget

Hit me so I’m smiling while dying a bitmoment

Something says appreciate what we have

Snapback to awareness to find a purpose in being thankful

Melting ice when thoughts of living without you haunt with vexing intentions reminding slipping ears to appreciate every moment in us.

Published by Edmond

Edmond is an INFJ layman writer, creating freestyle poetry as an outlet for his emotions for over thirty years. He can be reached at: Carolinawriter@protonmail.com

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