07 Wednesday Apr 2021
Posted in Poetry, spirituality
Tags
5 years, blessings, daddy, essential truth, life, love, memory, sometimes, spirit, there is no me without you, time
sometimes
the night feels bitter –
mornings
I can hardly move
the ache comes hard
til I would swear
there is no rest
for truth
but thoughts of you
the ties that bind
sustain a weary soul
such love
it changes everything –
becoming all
I know
. . .
Starry-eyed Writer, Cautious Philosopher, Hopeful Romantic
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