your words grew sharp cutting me, the soul of me
little regrets and all out denial
my love for you won't leave
and I can't stay
my heart cradles the pain
sacred feeling is love
how people are so careless with it
makes no sense to me
we have good moments and bad
learning young this is just the way of it
holding tight to the truth of us
we do well together
my thoughts plummet when I think of losing you
trying to understand our society
that says a woman is useless when she reaches a certain age
my beauty has grown in some ways
but my blonde hair streaked with gray has you thinking twice
surprises are difficult when you can know my need
and your soul craves someone half my age








Powerfully penned, Brenda. Amazing write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
hello dearest Damian thank you for the love on this ❤️