She sits
With a wine bottle in her hand
And drinks down the fear of tomorrow
Her sigh
Is heard
From the shores of the sand
She dreams
On far less adventurous things
Of a home
And a family
Of loved ones who are too far away
She drinks her sorrow away
Waiting for a new dawn
Drenched in the fear of a day gone
And now she frets
Of expectations
Which have no hold on her life
She is free
From all the insecurities that once held her here
So she flies on tomorrow’s promise
And believe in a love less permanent
Than a smile
Her hope lingers on things not said
But for now she has left the dread behind
A sip of wine
And a ego boost
Just enough to cut a noose.
Spice and Nice 
Great post 😁
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Thank you !
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No problem 🙂 check out my blog when you get the chance 😁
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I definitely will.
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This is really good! You should get these printed and framed, you might be able to sell them on etsy!
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OH My GOODNESS!!! THAT WOULD BE AMAZING !!! Thank you much for your kind words.
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