It started ever so slowly, with just a few tropical plants self seeding on the immaculate lawn. Like a subtle precursor of what was to come, of her world crumbling and the empire ending, they slowly spread. Quietly she stood by the window in her once magnificent, white colonial manor, turned black from the heat of the tropic, looking out, with her clothes in rags, resembling jungle lianas more than a cool evening dress. Once the strong, the ruler yet now defeated, she stood still, in the last inhabitable room, looking through the broken window and wondered how this happened.
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Veronika Borzymowski
8/15/2015 03:33:30 pm
Thanks for this Mick !
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Veronika Borzymowski
8/15/2015 03:35:34 pm
Thanks for this Melanie, for the lovely comments. I believe that if you, in life, want to be in control too much then on most occasions you will loose that control . . .wishing a lovely day! v
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Veronika Borzymowski
8/15/2015 03:37:03 pm
. . .but we are part of Nature, only sometimes we get too big headed and try and control things that cannot be controlled. v
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Veronika
8/15/2015 03:39:36 pm
Dear Alicia, thanks for this, most kind. Wishing a lovely day. v
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Veronika Borzymowski
8/15/2015 03:40:39 pm
Thanks Yolanda, some things are unavoidable . . v
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Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
8/15/2015 10:02:46 am
Dear Veronika,
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Veronika Borzymowski
8/15/2015 03:41:03 pm
Thanks Rochelle!
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8/17/2015 04:43:04 pm
What good visuals you have given us leading to the once strong leader waiting and wondering how it happened.Lovely
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