DARK LIT SPACE

these arms, strong arms
so useless to him nowΒ
reach outwards to the cosmos
to find him there somehow
these arms, strong arms
find empty dark lit space
yet still these arms reach
desperately
to find a trail to trace
and god they say
is where he's at
but where, oh tell me...
where is that?
and how far must
these strong arms reach
to find the gap
'tween life and death to breach?
M ~
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Comments
wonderful piece. I really enjoyed the read!
Bless you Lisa...appreciated x
beautifully written........
You are very kind...thankyou x
Marion
Loved it!!!!
Cheers
Nancy
Thanks Nancy x
This is absolutely beautifully written. It's a mother's dread and fear ... that her arms won't always be long enough. Oh god ... a mother's arms should always be long enough. Bless you. I love this poem x
Hey you...always such a pleasure when you pay a visit Tina...I hope you are really really well and happy love. Thankyou my friend xx
My vote is caste .. my vote you got .. I am knackered I kid you not x