Connection

by Barbara Powell December 12, 2018

I held my friend’s child
relieving her arms
as we caught up
on the pulse of our lives.
And I felt a gentleness
in my heart
that awakens
with a yawn
whenever I witness
(the exhaustion)
of mother’s love.

Published by Barbara Powell

Building a relationship with my inner child through poetry, storytelling, and love. Runner, coach, and - of course - lover. View all posts by Barbara Powell

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Fractured Faith Blog says:

December 12, 2018 at 8:00 pm

Lovely words and image 😊

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1. Barbara Powell, Poet says:
  
  December 12, 2018 at 8:01 pm
  
  Thank you very much! ♥️ a touching moment
  
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