Cry to a coo

Poetic Dan



This morning was a noise I'd not really heard, it was one that took me into my own hurt.

 

As the vibration increased we found out the problem that hit, a poo half way that she could no longer commit!

 

Each moment giving nothing but more grief, as she lay down I do what I can but there is no relief.

 

Time had just stop, I felt nothing but her discomfort. The tears in her eyes unable to fall but finally it moves and I comfort the loop of pain.

 

With tears in my heart I'm ready to log this for future reference of moments that caused to much fear.

 

I hold her close to my chest thinking she so distressed, within the flick of a switch, a cry turns into a coo!

 

I was still riding the emotional waves, she was already enjoying outta space.

 

In the young we can see our own escape, for a reality of what they wish to create.

 

Like a kaleidoscope we move together to form different shapes.

 

Each with our own looking glass to see an imperfectly perfect place

  • Author: Poetic Dan (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 4th, 2020 11:27
  • Comment from author about the poem: sharing as I reflect with a video of never dwelling on it, much peace and respect.
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Comments2

  • Goldfinch60

    The young can show us our previous lives.
    Great for her to know that she has such loving parents and it will ever be so.

    Andy

    • Poetic Dan

      I could always be more and better at being me my friend!

      Always appreciate your time
      Enjoy your day

    • Neville

      no doubt in my mind sir.. she got great parents … luv this post too..

      • Poetic Dan

        Always appreciated buddy!



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