Self-Imposed Exile

When you think too much
When words seem to rile
Time to just become quiet
Into self-imposed exile.

Feelings are so important
A heart can so fragile be
Better to safeguard both
Hiding your own, not to see.

Time can heal many wounds
Both physical and emotional
I pray that emotions calm
With love hearts become full.

Holidays each year come, go
Friendships too can fade
Special loves should be held
In them dreams are made.


About graypoet

Just one that at times puts the words to the page and lets them fall as they might.
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