Why is happiness so fragile?
It can disappear so quickly,
like the dandelions along
the roadside in spring.
Have you noticed how
quickly judgement comes
with those unfamiliar with
the scope of the night,
the serrated edge of
life, the blunt
edge of depression?
I sit in the grass watching
the moon rise and I
wonder if we can live
our way into happiness,
into being. I’ve spent
the whole of my life
on the precipice of
sinking deep, and far
into the bottom of
darkness. I’ve been
drawn to my limit, but
I always spring back
anchored by hope, by
faith. I always stand
back up and run toward
happiness, waiting for its
embrace, like being scooped up
in the arms of a strong man,
who loves me even if I
can’t see the horizon,
and I’m constantly stuck
between continents in
death cold current.
I never drop. I never stop
hoping.
-Tosha Michelle
Oh… I love this so much. It touched something in me. I read it 3 times…
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Thank you! xo
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Of course!
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Sometimes hope is all you’ve got. Another great one Tosha!
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Thank you. 😉
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Keep blowing on those dandelion seeds…wishes do come true!
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I will! Thank you.
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Beautiful! You are very gifted. I haven’t read anything by you I didn’t love.
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Thank you. I appreciate the support and kindness.
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I will keep this one close.♡
All to often, HOPE was all we had, to cling on. It’s roots deep in the heart, seeking a smile to reflect.
I hope Catlin finds time to enjoy it.
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Thank you, Dale. Love and light
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It is indeed wise to never stop hoping, to never stop loving regardless of what reactions you are faced with
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I agree. That’s the way I try and live my life
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Lovely.
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Thank you
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Welcome.
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Always keep Hope alive. This poem is a powerful depiction of what I already feel like I know of your spirit. It is nice to see it spelled out in your beautiful words!! ❤
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Thank you, Eric. I’m not at home but I’m going to read more about Fate tonight. 😉
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Wonderful! Have a safe evening and I’ll talk with you later! ❤
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Thank you! You too.
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Remarkable write. Loved every freaking word.
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Thank you!
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Tosha, thank you! This is so perfect for where I find myself at this time! And the song is perfect, too!!! ❤️❤️❤️ Tiffany
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Thank you so much.
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You’re welcome! ❤️
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My favourite foo fighters song!
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Mine too!
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Really? Awesome!
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Yes 😉
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😀
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You write so authentically. This is beautiful and inspirational as well. 🙂
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Thank you so much.
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My pleasure, Tosha! 🙂
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I’m definitely feeling all of that in Dolby Surround Sound and it’s no picnic
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Hope it gets better for you.
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🙂
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Beautiful words and well written my friend 🙂
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Thank you! x
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You’re welcome xo
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Tosha, wonderful always. This is a sobering poem for many I would imagine, especially for those that are creatives. Where does the artist go that others can’t? To the places where these words come from. What keeps the artist going? Hope! Wishing you a peaceful evening and a lovely morning! ~ Mia ❤
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Thank you. Hope and vodka. Haha Have a lovely night. xx
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Ha-ha, I’ll have a double, hold the hope this time! Thank you, rest well. XO
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Ha-ha. Me too. Have a wonderful day.
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Thank you, you too!
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I love that photo!
And I love this this line:
“Have you noticed how
quickly judgement comes
with those unfamiliar with
the scope of the night…”
The scope of the night….
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Thank you. Hope you have a great day.
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Happiness is a wicked thing, I find.
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It’s the devil.
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We should declare war on it.
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Let’s!
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Beautiful Tosha, never stop hoping, also the get down and spring back up. Nice messages. Plus obviously very well written.
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Thank you. I won’t. xx
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Very, very familiar for me, if I may be so selfish, especially recently. It’s quite lovely to stumble across such congruences of thought and sentiment, whether in their early moments of inception or through the course of their drawn-out life-reverberations. Every echo or ripple is a reframing or restatement, the world speaking back to us without our having to audibly pose a question. That’s what this made me feel.
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Thank you for articulate comment. I’m very fond of your work. It always resonates. As for happiness, may we never lose hope. I truly think happiness begins when we have a purpose and we focus on loving others.
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