The Remains of the Day

for all others wash away with time
self but what’s etched in the mind

Those embracing stanzas tenderly speaks where your heart was thinking this to write it. Self-love is the purest emotion we can bestow upon ourselves, and then to ask others to join in that foray in what we are presenting to the world, which brings peace to the mind.

Have a super-duper Wednesday, my poet.

Thank you so much.

Your words are favorable, my poet, and you are humbly welcome.

Dear PD,

Your poem has spun a different perspective for me. I never thought about how I might have created a memory for someone else’s day let alone what I’ll remember. I’ll reflect on that forever. Charming write. H🌷

Thank you for the kind words and I am glad this touched you.

I loved it! I think about your theme all the time.
What remains. Very simple but profound.

Thank you so much. Glad you liked it.

this is beautiful!

Thank you