Three best friends gone with the wind in the span of three-years…
And Frankly…I DO give a damn my dear…
Each individual flight premature & foreign…
Like green bananas upon my tongue's palette in the morning…
No rhyme or reason to each departure…
And of the utmost annoyance…
Like gnats blissfully linedancing on your favorite meal...
Forgive me Father,
**For I am numb and ALL CRIED OUT like Lisa Lisa
**For I CAN'T STAND THE RAIN like Missy Elliot and I am sincerely ready for a Harvest…
**And all of this sudden loss MAKES ME WANT TO SCREAM in frustration like Michael & Janet Jackson...
**But Fortunately, the group OK Go has reminded me that THIS TOO SHALL PASS...
YAY!
I can't wait…
Til the day…
That I can joyfully say…
Good Riddance to Grief's emotional barbwire... ✊🏾
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Tiffany Gordon
I am a super-spiritual, fun-loving artist, writer, & peer-counselor residing in the Pacific Northwest. I am also an Institute of Children's Literature alumna who enjoys writing about the triumph of the human spirit.
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Impressive & inspirational. Re-read! Previously left some love 💕