Good evening all.
A little visit back to my roots - poetry. I hope you enjoy.
Colors engage my eyes,
Crisp air tickles my nose.
The aroma of apples tempts,
Pumpkin envelops all.
The cycle of life continues.
Beauty in change,
Holding the promise of rebirth.
Embracing the future,
Growing from the past.
Curling up
Knees to chest
Eyes closed.
Envisioning potential,
Bursting forth from neglect.
The little girl hides.
The grown up woman shows.
Little girl keeps the fears,
Knees to chest.
The woman shines.
She believes.
She dreams.
She loves.
Head up,little girl -
Hurt goes nowhere.
Fill the void.
There are words,
Thoughts,
Dreams.
Life is miraculous.
Come on, little girl-
Take my hand
I want to show you the world.
Shall we explore?
Little girl-
The grown woman wants to hug you,
To dry your tears.
The little girl
keeps the questions
The grown woman
is afraid to ask.
How will it end?
Only time will
tell.
Until we meet again,
Angie