Purple's Platitudes

nothing but words …

if you could only see

29 March 2014



It wasn’t something I would have noticed.

Fortunately, I had someone like you.

You noticed the least noticeable part

of everything – one of your many charms.

Until I caught on, I never learned to

care about each little thing you tried to

open me up to seeing, to truly

understanding. It was as if you could

listen to something no one else could hear.

Drawn by a soul that saw something in the

ordinary, when no one else saw anything at all,

never ceased to amaze me, inspire me.

Learning to see with my soul, the one gift

you bestowed so freely before you left …


sometimes it’s the least

extraordinary that

eludes us the most.



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