we are but travelers here
picking up a few souvenirs along the way
i know things don’t always go right
and so i write
ya see I’ve never been good at math
but when I feel like i have nothing left
it all adds up to you
there beside me,
slightly to the left
making me more than one
and i know that i have won
I am worthy of love after all
and that particular piece of baggage can be tossed aside
cause i no longer have need of it
~Melanie Thomason
It’s good to read your poetry again…hope you’re doing well, friend.
Thank you, it has been too long! So much going on, too many excuses…lol.
Coming over to “see” you soon 🙂
That is a happy poem. I’m so happy about that. Always a pleasure to read your work. I hope you stay this time.
Thank you, as do I.
The total is always more than the sum of its parts. Truthful words by which we live. Thank you for sharing this.
Thank you for reading and commenting 🙂
very sweet!!!
😀
You had me at the title. Love this one, especially. So nice to wander through your words again. 🙂
🙂 I’m glad! Thanks for visiting, come by anytime…