Voices pleading
Silence echos
As some raise their voices in thanksgiving
One final stand in halls built of gold
No dream, nightmare or premonition
Could have foretold
All…that
And how we would up here
Some of us huddled in fear
Having gone through more than we could possibly bear
Yet, here we are
The flock slowly gathering
Picking up the pieces of a life we’re leaving behind
Shell shocked
No nerve block
Getting ready to go around one more block
One more time, hopefully for the last time
Arms still locked
In solidarity
Because we’re DUP
An eclectic bunch we are
Hearts and lives intertwined
Because that’s who we are
And who we’ll always be
Family
Always…
Yes
All assembled in one poetic hug! “)
HUGE
One HUGE poetic hug!
Yes!
Home is where the family is, girl. Even shell shocked, we’re together & that’s no small thing
It’s not. It’s hard to look at the big purple banner, but even harder to look at all the posts that go un answered.
Wreaking havoc everywhere we go, but it’s all in good fun. Appreciate you.
Damian
Right back at ya, Damian.
Right on. Very cool.
Thank you, Thomas