A beautiful day.
Filled with sweet thoughts.
Tender moments, I spend alone.
Sisterhood.
Faith.
The precious gift of life
Eases deep into my chest.
I need nothing.
I feel everything.
Days such as this
I thank you GOD.
The voices that live in my head
Are in agreement.
Therefore,
Quiet.
The sound of my blood pumps rhythmatically
Through my veins.
My wonderful ballet
undaunted by choreographed delay.
I am full.
Of me.
Because of you.
Gasp!
Without cautious planning
I just breathed!
1 comment:
I breathe too
into the sisterhood the brings women togather
Loved the poem and the cofession for thanking God
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