“Never had you down as a cynic Marshall …. anyway, someone’s built a wall and it’s changed the energy somehow.”
“Yea, that’ll be right! I’m, sure it’s made a difference!”
“Honestly… I can remember it…vividly… was almost dusk… the ceilidh was in full swing. I came out to watch the sky and as I leaned against the oak… wee orbs of light, gently oozed out of the crevices where lightning had so violently struck it years ago.”
Sometimes I know that you are there, other times I do not dare acknowledge your existence. The youthful beauty we once had I didn’t value and that’s so sad now that I know different. But then that’s life, we come to know that beyond the skin our wisdom grows and even glows. As we shine through other channels unseen to those who only value surface onlooking. I am so deep that, you will never see, the extent my skin embraces me, Much more than any single sense can tell about my life, a joy or hell. But one thing that I now know and love is how I feel beneath this glove A perfect fit my closest friend, memories are ours that only we, will cherish til our end.