In humble blessings. . .

"Ripples"-Josephine Wall. the treasure of children cannot be more true <3

Do you know?
Those precious moments
in your presence are honey
nectar to my soul.
Do you know?
The depth of truth i
can speak in your space,
the tears that fall,
the weakness shared,
the strength celebrated.
Do you know?
Why of course you do.
We share a fight.
You know the silent
echo of days with
out another’s voice.
You know the
sleepless nights.
The forlorn faces
the scorn of tone.
You know.
You know the value
of precious seconds.
Expressions saved
for chicken sandwiches,
doughnuts and coffee.
And more coffee.
Some times cola,
whatever our hearts
desire in that moment
we are me and you,
not mum and mum,
not with needs family,
not ‘oh them again’
not silent whispers of
pity or the markings
of shame.
You call me
your mermaid with
eyes from the oceans
depth. . .I pause
In humble blessings,
for I lunch with
an earth bound Angel.

Karen Hayward (c) 2017
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Welcome to my blog! Here you will find different forms of creative writing, lots of swearing, erotic poetry, random thoughts, beautiful imagery, but most of all you will find a version of truth. My truth, this is the way that I see the world. However, all of my work is a form of creative writing, a combination of truth and fiction. I write to express my creativity, not my needs!

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