home was a word that tore at me when you were there and we were here my home with them incomplete without you my heart stretched between two homes my love my family an ache in the gap since you came I am whole my pieces no longer asunder my home is one home aContinue reading “true home”
Tag Archives: content
in my pocket
I keep you tucked up in my pocket to pull out when I need you in this bubble of my childhood home contemplating all those years before I knew you content in the knowledge I soon will reclaim my place in your arms
Sitting alone
I feel a strange contentment Sitting here alone I wonder why it doesn’t Always feel this way What is it in me that Craves company one day Then revels in solitude the next?
Simple Pleasures
Warmed by sunshine and smiles Soothed by wanders and exploration Cheered by laughter and music Simple pleasures Reminders That life goes on And I will be ok
