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my feelings this time
don’t want to stay on
paper or even reach it
there’s is a modesty
to them as they rise
from my aging family
I move from pangs
of anxious pain to
serenity as giving
honor to vulnerability
brought forth a new
sweetness to be
savored alone
.
.
.
Beautiful poem, so true for all of us.
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Oh this is good.
So true for me too. ❤
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ah, thank you for letting me know Jackcollier7, is such a strange season and these feelings are so new…
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Anna is poetry in motion even in stillness:)
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I like your play with words, thank you Ali 👋
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