a deep one…perhaps you will feel it through the prose.
Sometimes we have to re-invent stories in order to get on with our lives. And where there’s an ounce of forgiveness we can surely run a mile
With all my love, for this man, as this man,
I am xx
She picked up the phone and called
He answered
Yes he said with immediate effect.
She breathed in her chest.
He would come
He picked her up without a fuss, her hair was washed she was neatly dressed. She felt the love
In His heart for an instance was all She was.
They hung out for a bit
With the bears and the badgers under the trees
He’d brought a picnic
She sat on her knees
Cake had always been her favourite.
And there strawberries, so many strawberries, the sweetest juicy fruit
They sat for hours without a watch
Her eyes had tears in them but she knew she was safe.
She smiled a lot and giggled
She felt the smile in His face.
x
image: Brandon unsplash. I call it the wind in the willows
