There is no doodle with this one because it is gone – I lost it while writing, and though I may feel that I must have it back, I cannot.

~

I must have what is gone

says the leaf.

The drop that just rolled

off me

was burden

until

now,

and now it is

the quencher of my thirst.

~

The wind that made me

shiver in winter

is what I

want most in summer

and the heat I

now so despise

will be welcome,

come winter.

~

The words I speak

today, are but

random strings

desperately trying to make sense.

Yet, come tomorrow, I will

rue my failure

at telling someone

“I love you”.

~

The life I live today

is a tangled

mess of ideas and dreams

and plans discarded.

Yet, come tomorrow and I will

look from a distance –

  enjoy the montage

like a you would  a Monet.

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