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  Photo Credits: unsplash.com/Denys Nevozhai Let me get to extraordinary Life keeps getting better all the time Makes me smile. There are many places to know, I’m just itching to go. I just want to see everything this world can present at my feet That’s extraordinary. Taking the pencil beyond its sphere, To find what life is doing to me here. I’m at a place that I don’t want forever to keep me, Want to feel the sand, In another land. Touch, taste and see, Want everything for me To be extraordinary!   11/03/2021   Eugi’s Causerie weekly prompt is the inspiration for this poem. Share your thoughts with a word or a few, or comment below 👊👍😊😐💓🙋👎  or something else...Thank You! Copyright ©2021 Dwordslayer & Donna-Luisa Eversley. All Rights Reserved.

Keeping the past locked away in the past. The temptation to look back and wish is easy, especially when only good memories are at the front of your mind. Remember the past is 'what was' and the present is 'what is .' The future will be whatever you want it to be. Keep moving forward. I wrote the above recently and shared via Facebook. It was triggered when a friend of mine shared her thoughts on a matter and someone I knew for a long time was mentioned. When I hear his name my heart still beats fast, but a hurt and sad feeling soon follows. Not all relationships are good. Not all relationships are worth saving. If someone cannot love you for who you are, don't try to be who they want. You can only be the best you, and anything else is a poor imitation of the beauty you are. Love happens when we are young and we can become idealistic when it does not mature as we wish. In fact, sometimes we forget the flaws and focus on the dreams. Dreams are exactly as we...

It is Old Year's day . The day before the new year begins and back then there was the anticlimactic feeling, that tomorrow would bring a new day. For many years my dreams for the new year would be that my life would be different somehow. It seems that child I was - wanted and embraced change because of the unknown.. Old year's day had so much activity and waiting. I looked forward to hearing the fireworks, screams of "Happy New Year" and sometimes watched the television with my eldest sister - waiting on midnight. At the stroke of midnight we would hug and share greeting with anyone who was awake. Then the New Year began with a sweet sleep! It was the 'bussing (bursting) of bamboo' which brought the new year in for a long time - it was and still is a 'Trini thing'! When I was fully aware of fireworks and their colors we would look out of our window, my sisters and I and make wishes on the lights as they streamed into the sky's oblivion...