I am curious about the last photo. I love the rainbow of colors! Also, I greatly approve of your attitude toward your move. Because of it, I know you will enjoy your new home.
This cut deep into my soul and the tears are streaming. I always support you in your journey and trust you to know what is best for your own future, of course. But this is so damn hard.
**_Shifting Seasons_**
In youth, we danced with reckless, carefree glee,
Our hearts unburdened, dreams as vast as skies.
The world was ours, and time a gentle breeze,
Yet seasons change, and suns begin to rise.
As years unfold, we gather wisdom's weight,
The lines etched deep, like rivers on our face.
The mirror shows reflections of our fate,
And memories weave a tapestry of grace.
**Embrace the shift**, for life's a fleeting bloom,
A fragile rose that blooms and fades away.
The paths we tread, the rooms we call our home,
Each step a chapter in our mortal play.
**Adjust we must**, like oaks that bend with wind,
Their roots entrenched, yet branches reach for light.
New landscapes form, and old ones gently blend,
As twilight whispers secrets of the night.
**Let go of what no longer serves your soul**,
The heavy armor of your youthful pride.
**Embrace the quiet**, let acceptance roll,
For change is life's sweet rhythm, ebbing tide.
So raise a glass to days that slip like sand,
To laughter shared, and tears that cleanse the heart.
**In aging's arms**, we find a softer land,
Where shadows blend, and endings play their part.
**_For life's true beauty lies in how we sway,_**
**_Adjusting sails as seasons turn away._**
I am curious about the last photo. I love the rainbow of colors! Also, I greatly approve of your attitude toward your move. Because of it, I know you will enjoy your new home.
Oh, my.
This cut deep into my soul and the tears are streaming. I always support you in your journey and trust you to know what is best for your own future, of course. But this is so damn hard.
Susannah