Dusk from the front balcony of my home, and serenity adorns the blossoms of the geraniums and the leaves of my heart.
The word “happiness”… what a shifting meaning it has. At times it races, at dizzying speed, through the passions of youth, and at other times, years later, it lazily wraps itself around the railings of an urban balcony…
Not only did I like this, I sent your writing to a student whom I’m sure would love it as well. He’s having a hard time trying to conform to the writing style dictated by our education system - and I think yours sings for him
Really? Thanks.
keep writing
I’m trying, but I don’t think this type of post is well appreciated here. I know this is a Bitcoin-oriented forum, but since there are other categories, I thought I could share this kind of writing—but I’m not sure anymore.
Glad to have laid eyes on this one then ;)
I often think that happiness is found in those small aspects of life.