I do not do the double meaning of human games
The gift of reason often leads us down the
path of the curse of over-complication
There is so little to be connected to
in this life
that when pieces fit
we should create an adhesive to strengthen the bond
rather than struggle to pry it apart
It seems so simple to me
Such common sense
It is the element that gives us purpose…
as necessary as life itself
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(written with pen on paper)
Poem #45…Last of Suzi Myers-Tipa’s gift poems
This one was written for Sheila Sheridan, a friend and cousin of Suzi’s. I have been analyzing life a lot in this first chunk of this project, breaking through and trying to understand a lot of the barriers we create as humans…
Thanks Suzi for the gift you’ve allowed me to express!!!