Very clever 😁! What really is a horse of another color anyway?! I enjoyed this post, it's unique and not the usual thing. Nice to see another take on expressing one's self.
Write ✍️ on indeed!
Joy Jun 18, 2024 at 5:35pm In response to "My Take"
Love this!
Your muse is literarily enjoyable and amusing. A rare find, I have to say.
Then, I, too, learned to cook after I was married, thanks to my mother-in-law. Before, I wasn't even allowed into the kitchen. Later, I didn't burn any house down but I might probably have come close to it, but my goof-ups weren't enough for severe burns. I can now cook just about anything.
What beautiful and inspiring words! Thank you for sharing! However, be sure to also share where you got this from as I ran it through a plagiarism checker and you know what I found.
I'm not saying not to post things like that. It's a very meaningful thing to write. I'm just saying to be sure you post where it came from originally, even if you added some of your own and/or had AI write a good bit of it for you (which should also be mentioned). And, naturally, be sure not to enter things like this into contests.
Anyway, thank you for sharing this! I hope you post it on the Newsfeed (with a disclaimer, of course). It may help someone in need.
I needed this a few days ago, yesterday, and already this morning. Thank you for it. For no particular reason I clicked on Blogging. My entry is good also. It is right below yours.
In the solitude of my heart I look for company
In the emptiness I find my friends
In the sea of mortals I find myself walking alone
I look for souls like me who look for souls …like mine
It’s a constant waiting…a search that never ends
Sometimes though I got lucky when I met someone at life’s bends
But that was momentary nothing lasting or eternal
Someone still gives me a distant call and tells me not to stop
A voice from no where guides me in directions which no one dares
I go on and on in this endless travail, a journey so purposeful and yet so meaningless…
The pains, the scars, the sobs and the sighs do not deter me
The even so optimist, my soul, seeks another forlorn, forbidden creature of God
Who like me is in the search…?
Wonder what it will be like when we meet?
The suspense, the uncertainty, the waiting, the wail…is no less like looking for the Holy Grail.
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