That is so true. It is such a simple thing and still it is something that we cannot seem to get.

Thanks for commenting. The need to be loved or even just having your existence validated is overwhelming some days.

Nope. Haven’t tried. Life has a way of derailing me. Thanks. I try to vary how I write and what I write about.

I love your writing style. I could not help but laugh at some parts and nod my head in agreement at other parts. Nicely done.

hello dearest Thomas I feel this one deeply I used to climb a tree and dream this is beautiful here is a song making me happy tonight 💕

Beautifully penned, Thomas. Top notch write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Imagination is the absolute treasure! The places we can go, the journeys words take us on…priceless!

What a lovely story! Without imagination, we’re truly lost…
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I love childhood tales–things we did when we were innocent. You reminded me that I had a box, too, though mine contained arrowheads and pretty rocks that I’d found.

Excellent. Thank you.

Magnificent! Poem of the fucking year! Seriously!

Thanks so much!