Little boys blue or yellow or green
Whatever shade you feel today
Blow your horns
Sing your songs
Cry your sorrows
Tell your stories
Explore the corners of your world.
Ask impossible questions
Search for the root children.
Play.
I will find you
Rosy checked and beautiful
Nestled against Mother Earth’s heart
Grass clinging to bare feet
Today’s treasures heavy in pockets
And we will walk home
hand in hand.
Your writing is beautiful... I just traveled here from Rhythm of the Home, and wanted to say how your words moved me. May you discover much warmth this winter season!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much for your kind words. I wish the same to you and yours!
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