
Come to me, my late life.
You have stood there
on the horizon,
beckoning me to
last that long,
while life itself has thrown
obstacles in my path.
But I have persevered.
I have arrived at that horizon,
and I will not be intimidated.
I will not be a husk,
a hollow shell,
collapsing upon myself
while all that surrounds me
overwhelms my senses,
my being.
You are not my late life.
You are my life, and
you will be complete.
This is my response to Sue Vincent’s (Daily Echo) Thursday Photo Prompt – broken – #writephoto, with her photo.




























Wonderfully empowering 🙂 A great take on the prompt!
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Thank you.
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