I am naked and skin
Dissolving into the cracks
That lead me back
To a tiny casket
A love turned black
I begin to lose sleep
Just like back then
An ever haunting fear
It will happen
Again
Then…I breathe
I have no control
Pretending I do
Has worn me thin
I look at my youngest
Joyful to the fullest
Her magical essence
Shifts my perspective
She transforms
The pain in our faces
For I still have
Three precious angels
Though they may be
Flying
In different spaces
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That’s beautiful Mark. Thank you! Also I never got your email. I’ll try sending you one as well 🙂
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If you wish, just use the Contact Me link (top right) on my site and we can go from there ❤
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Children can do that to you, looking at them reminds us of how much hope we still have in our lives, and, that, is what we’re, in need of the most…
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You are exactly right. Hope keeps us going.. keeps us pushing through. Even if it is just the hope for thier life and futures. Thank you so much for being here and sharing. ❤🖤
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He left me speechless ….😯😯
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Thank you ❤
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😊
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life the gift
elation the lift
the kiss
of death
cannot sting
the hymns they
sing
away from earthly pains!
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Thank you John. That was lovely
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just do not go down that rabbit hole. heard a friend of mine had died. another lies waiting for death . she let them take everything from her her money her freedom it got too hard to live.
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Oh this caresses the space reserved for my own angel. Beautiful.
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Oh Rita! So happy it did and we understand that sacred space. ❤ love you
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Love you, too ❤️
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love the way you write. this is powerful
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Thank you so much! That means a lot to me ❤
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My children are my greatest treasure and brighten up my days.
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Me too sis ❤
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💖 I know 💖
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your poetry is a breathe of purity
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That’s just so beautiful Kristen. ❤️
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Beautiful! I just want to read it over and over,
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Pure soul 💞
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Such a moving poem. Beautifully well expressed.
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Thank you Charlie❤️
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Thank you ❤️
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Reblogged this on après-pensées.
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This hit home.
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Thank you Andrew ❤️
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Hi, out of topic question, what is SOULFUL STUFF… in your site? I got some referrers from there, just wanted to know, first time seeing it 😁
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Beautiful, and rejuvenating.
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Thank you Rob 🙂
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🙂
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So beautiful.
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Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
A PRECIOUS POEM.
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A amazing poem shared dear Poet. I enjoyed this one.
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