i have been playing in puddles.
my rain boots are worn in
from endless adventures
where I jump
from puddle to puddle
and thought to thought.
i wouldn't have it any other way, too.
because, even if times get stormy
and even if my thoughts get cold,
there's nothing worse than being left in a flurry of emotion
where you are abandoned
numb...
because there's no blanket warm enough
and no compassion in sight
to keep you
alive & well.
xoxoxo
Indian summer, you're doing us right, but hot cocoa and cuddles are quite lovely too. :)
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