Be the light in my life
Rosy cheeks and deep brown eyes
Curly hair but not when dry
Hands clasped on your chest.
You accept me as of yet
Juxtaposed features that just keep growing
Running singing dancing throwing
Warrior prince your heart of clay
Eating taking naps all day
How will I ever let you go?
Just as the spring and the melted snow
How will you ever even know?
All the love for you just grows
Something I’ve been thinking about lately is how creativity and the urge to create hits at different times of your life.
I used to blog all the time. - Mostly when I was filling a void or a need to express my thoughts.
Like tonight when my mind is running, and I can’t sleep.
I started writing again today: just in the notes app in my phone: a lot of really good stuff! I just haven’t determined whether I should share it here or in a different form.
