Blue Prints In The Sand Poem by Russell McFadden

Blue Prints In The Sand

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With all that i want I know now that I can't have it
With all I have built I know now it is the wrong design
Love is more like a blue print
The original design is never what it really turns out to be
With trial and error is the only way to find the best out come
How does one complete a construction with out the proper materials
The proper due diligence the proper tools
The heart is the same as a house
But this house sits on the top of a hill with a Clift that there is nothin in the other side but a huge fall
When the wind blow you can hear the whispering of the past builders giving there input on new designs
The secret is to not let the wind blow to hard
Too strong to where the house on the hill tips
Falls down this dark this cavern
A silence
The need to be loved, Cherished, wanted creates the foundation
The attributes collected along the way make the walls just a little thicker
When the rain pours and u stand strong by the opening in the door way keep the roof strong
But once that wind blows who know if your house will stand or fall
5/23/17 12: 44 RJM

Monday, May 22, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: relationships
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Jazib Kamalvi 23 May 2017

What a beautiful trial and error technique used in life! Thanks

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