Tuesday, August 29, 2017

My Cure

When sadness
Tries to claim 
With devious finesse
Calling my name

Reaching out for n unfinished needlework piece
Starting the rhythmic flow
Music starts in my soul ~ 
Here we go!
Knitting my heart from broken to whole

Only wishing for comfort from pain
Only wishing to smile not cry
OH LOOK!  ~ A butterfly!


 

Also, an angel. Hmmm.

 
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