What if, they don’t wait for an email
Just book a flight
On the 15th of December
No second guessing
Let their eyes meet
8 weeks they’d always remember
A long awaited cuddle
Hold each other close
Share what they have learned
Be guided by their hearts
To make gentle plans
Voice what their hearts do yearn
What if, they do something radical
Throw old plans away
Make a fresh, exciting pathway
Know they have each other
Hold hands forever
And begin their together journey
What if, just what if, they believe
That everything will be ok
And everything will work out…
What if…
Tag: Relief
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Fifty six days
Exactly eight weeks
But don’t countdown
Forget
Focus on the healing
Focus on the peace
But my love is impossible to forget
Where is my text?
Where is my kiss?
Where is my warm embrace?
Forget for now
And focus on the power
Of light, healing and space
Breathe deep, it’s all ok
It’s all ok, it is
Focus on your growth
Your child, your boats
I know it feels like your drowning now
But stay strong
You will begin to float
Know she has your back
Focus on what you can control
To keep yourself on track
The time will pass
It always does
Make it all worthwhile
Whatever will be, will be, will be
Give yourself a smile
Surrender to the higher power -
Push it down the sadness
Push it down the grief
Breathe that little shallower
To not rock what’s underneath
Survive another second
Hold back the tears
Breathe that little shallower
Don’t give in to the fears
Distract another minute
Recite helpful words
Breathe a little shallower
Suppress that pang of hurt
Get into the sunshine
Hug those you love
Breathe a little deeper
Let out cries above
Lessons comes in all shapes
Let it start within
Breathe a little deeper
Let healing begin -
I hear it like a heartbeat
The chug of hope and more
The diesel boat is coming
It’s nearing at my door
Quick! Get out and listen
Have I been misled?
Is it a similar engine
Of a passing boat instead?
Sometimes it is and sigh I do
As I go back inside
And keep my ears peeled in hope
That the coal boat’s not far behind
I hear it like a heartbeat
Coming from afar
Then suddenly it’s at my stern
And gently cruising past
I’ve missed it nooooo
My heart does race
As I run out and bellow
“Can you top me up?”
They turn to face
Reversing in the shallow
Grab the rope
Pull them in
Tie it off
Relief
All topped up
Happy again
Ready to go
Relief
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