A space for those who are trying to remember
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Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when published it’s just past five in the afternoon and the last rays of sunshine are falling on my bed it’s almost time to say goodbye so sadness walks in this is just about the time she visits in the shift between things i walk up to my window and let my eyes gaze at the sun it's softer and colder now its rays reflecting a cloud of…
and the embers of a fire that flicker in the dark
lines of encourgment ☾⋆⁺₊⋆
where answers live ☾⋆⁺₊⋆
a poem for remembrance
for those who love to shop small
A poem for the tenderhearted
because what else can i do
a poem for the heart
for the eyes that wander
and the doors are waiting to be burst open
and turning a new leaf
from the far corners of my mind
except for the ones we make
a threshold we can cross together
a message from the heart, mine to yours 💐
are we ready to listen?
lives in your mind
between our feet and the earth
it’s the little things that matter . …. . . . the ways that you speak to and about yourself . …. . . . the little feelings the little thoughts the ones you dismiss in moments of hurry and the little moments you spare . …. . . . a little thing can change the world . …. . . . a little heart a little hand finding it’s way back to the beginning making little wishes in little moments and realizing once…
