Pull up a chair and relax. This is where I write, with my eyes. Stay as long as you like. You'll find me, where the wild roses grow ♥
to an eight year old
‘draw me a heart’
and when i ask
why it’s angled
he so blithely answers
‘so we can fit more stuff in it’
[ Gratitude to Justice Andrew ]
awww..If I could hit the like button a million times I would. love this!
in cozy corner of his heart/ space jostles/ to shuffle & rearrange/ many games, twilight tales, so many friends/ in the end one image “MOM” expands to fill all space!!
when we mouth desire
for love and to be loved
every cup becomes a heart
and every heart a dove
we know why the truth
finds homes in what a child rings
belling lanterns held in the dark
those songs that spark what smiles sing
bella e innocentemente estatica!!!
My little nephew and I thank you Edward, from our hearts ♥
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