--running on empty--

   i was thinking about my mom this morning, over
breakfast, and this came to mind...


    when we are boys, men are full of hope and
trust, love comes easy, and moms mean everything,
it seems were so full of good feelings, it spills out
at every turn--
    but there's bumps and deep holes in life's many
roads... so, the tank gets low, from leaks, spills,
and awkward moments, at a point, it runs dry,
and the true meaning of "all used up" is realized(lean
on feelings, and bloated with experience)--
   moms not always around to fill the tank, with a hug,
or a kind word...when she's gone, who fills the tank?,
and if no-one does, what use is an empty vessel no
body wants to fill, but won't throw away?
      i try to see the best in whatever i'm looking at,
and that's how i get by, but it's not the same...

                                              --prince tippy--


(rd)

--loss--

    rough day today, long walk, soar feet...
(this came to mind along the way)--


loss,
   a condition of knowing, not having, and
enduring both, in some way--
   as we adjust to this situation, over time, the
strain is less, as the burden becomes lighter,
from gained strength, rather than a lightened
load...
   let's hope one day we might lay down this
weight, and come to a peace with how things
are, they might have been, and the way we
think things should be...
      --(pain fades, but love remains)--

                                  --best wishes to all--

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