Bri

Ego reflects,

in the wee hours of the morn.

exhaustion was his keeper,

her heart was quite forlorn.

Not a peep to be heard,

silence was not broken

-save the chattering of the keys,

words that are unspoken.

The blue grey road,

ego walked the day before,

covered in bright colored artwork,

with musical sounds galore.

There was but one goal,

unconditional love to give

-asking nothing from anyone,

just acceptance of life to live.

Thus ego walks in,

thinks better to give than to receive,

with holes in pocket from life’s work,

now stripped of armor to deceive.

Ego arrives to her smile and nod,

bringing good intentions to bear.

finding love is reciprocal,

shared happiness welcomed there.

Then gifts they so happily gave,

which first was of themselves.

sharing in the noontime break,

with total payment of the serving elves.

Later returned

to a very safe place,

enjoined…

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