Melancholia
“I shall not pass this way again.” - Etienne de Grellet
By Sonia Heidi UnruhPublished 4 years ago • Updated 4 years ago • 1 min read
Living is mourning
every moment that passes.
Death ends all goodbyes.
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Thank you for reading. Another (melancholy) poem I'd like to share with you:
About the Creator
Sonia Heidi Unruh
I love: my husband and children; all who claim me as family or friend; the first bite of chocolate; the last blue before sunset; solving puzzles; stroking cats; finding myself by writing; losing myself in reading; the Creator who is love.
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