when the shadows
pass by
the cracks
of life
…the ones that tell the stories you forget…
can i be your wings?
© r.e.l. 4/21/12
image by s i m s h a
Posted for Poetry Picnic 4/22-4/29/12 on Gooseberry Garden
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my secret innuendo® 
i wish i had wings
four eager senryu
you do… 😉
thank you @shadowspoetry for featuring me in your Shadows Poetry Daily newsletter http://paper.li/shadowspoetry/poetry….
Yes, be my wings, to tell me the things I have forgotten 🙂 Gorgeous question
thanks 😉
Yes, be my wings to remind me the things I have forgotten. Gorgeous question
Being someone’s wings and to be able to help them remember is not only a privilege, but a wonderful honor. I loved this; wonderful. Be blessed.
http://elizena-lovingmycreator.blogspot.com/2012/04/sunlight-whispers.html
http://kickinitwiththekids.wordpress.com/2012/04/27/tweeting-hahahaha-whats-that-4/
yes, a wonderful honor.. thanks for your thoughtfulness….
Hello.
I agree with elizena. Being someone’s memory can be a blessing in disguise. Love how you express this. Thanks for sharing.
The Violet Maiden
thanks, Layered Up, for the feature 🙂 http://www.redbubble.com/groups/layered-up/forums/9057/topics/275114-features-for-april-23rd-2012