February 11, 2008
Wandering lonely, waiting for word
Feeling downhearted, faking a smile
Seeing the reason, a blow to the heart
Hoping for healing, praying for rest
Moving toward something, imagined or real
Seeing myself, embracing the child
Stealing the moment, holding it close
Winning the battle, wondering lonely
I've been wanting to do this for a while. Now I can type instead of pen scratch in a journal. It's an experiment, but isn't life. I wish you joy and happiness. May life bless you and may you bless life.
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February 12th, 2008 at 10:33 pm
Heather, First time back here since you helped me set my own blog up (with which I’ve done zip, nada, nothing)….but I so enjoyed reading your’s. There is a deep heart and tenderness in your writing and I love your humour. Thank you for sharing your work. Elizabeth
February 12th, 2008 at 10:52 pm
Thanks for dropping by Elizabeth and for your supportive words, it really means a lot to me and keeps me wanting to share more of what’s inside. This one has a bit of a story, which I will tell you about when we next meet.