The Greatest Fear

Flowers and Breezes

Fears plague me no end

Deep seated fears

Can’t push them away

They are there to stay

Then there are fears

Fear of the dark

Fear of the unknown

The greatest fear

Dying alone and no one there beside me

(Sheen-March2016)
Fearless

Write a new post in response to today’s one-word prompt.

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/fearless/

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