a room
wood floors
a rocking chair
no windows
four children wary of one another
coming together
slowly so slowly
i can enter the room now
safe place
we've been in a circle
we've held hands
i've spoken
told them thank you
angry
wee one
sadness
hopeless
thank you young ones for hanging
on the best you knew how
i'm here because of you
thank you thank you thank you
a hand to each soft cheek
a soft loving smile
a sigh
a safe place
inside of me
1 comment:
hey, keep writing. i'm not sure if you want readers. but i happened to pass by and was moved.
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