Poem -
IT COMES...
It comes so gently
As gentle as a small child's hand
That folds around the apple
In its palm
It takes me softly
As softly as the welcome warmth
Of feathered cloaks
Placed over me with care
It finds me quietly
As silent as the dying sun
That splashes colour high
To make a moon
I go with gladness
To board a ship of pure love
That welcomes me
And waits
To take me home.
Marion Price(2020)
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Wow again Amazing you have been on a right writing roll ❤️❤️❤️
I couldn't sleep last night...not like me...was up till 4 am this morning! Thanks love ?
Huh I’m nocturnal but lie in bloody bed coz hed yap if i was on phone ?
Lol...men!!xxx
Yup total arses ?
Three partners/ husband's down the road I am on my own now, I prefer my animals ......and kids of course ???
U spot on luv stay with pooches xxx