Stop
saying so much,
he said
and so…
i thought to find a meadow
ripe with understanding,
let my words leak into a butter cup
share my bread with a sparrow
sip burgundy from a wild cherry tree
until sunlight melts me
into sunset’s hues
you know,
i wonder if
then
he will come look for
me
his breath echoing around rustlings in sparrows nests
each of us
so far from home
Kae awesome poem. So grounded, full of strength, full of sadness and pain. Your poetry touches me deeply. Blessings Roland 🙂
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You are such a warm hearted encourager!… blessings blessings blessings 🙂
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So wonderful, and so you. If someone read this for me, I would sigh and know the wonderful author 😊
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:)… what a lovely thing to say
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😊 You need to hear lovely things and surround your with folk that mean them. 😊
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Agreed:)… meanwhile still loving ur new pic:)
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Hey, stop diverting attention from yourself. Ok, I’ll take it hehe 😉
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Can’t be helped … too adorable 🙂
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You make me dance inside! Thanks for making me smile on a rainy Monday eve!
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🙂
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