Spaces -
Tender moments filled with space
are hard for my mind to erase.
I fill this space with grace.
I feel tender at the time.
And these beautiful moments
fill my open space, and I
begin to hear my heart start
to race and as it starts to say,
you are perfect in each and
every way.
That's the way to play today.
Gently, and perfectly unperfect
are we.
I can hear birds chirping in the
trees and the soft ruffling of the
fall leaves.
Once more we shift into ease.
But more specifically, a day
of tranquility and peace.
April -
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