A Cushion For The Heart

jo

The silence is gentle;
no judgement, no rush.

The kind eyes are waiting;
no fear of the slush.

The room is a shelter
for struggles, for tears.

The heart finds a cushion
and collects souvenirs.

  • Author: jo (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 14th, 2021 03:29
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 12
  • Users favorite of this poem: L. B. Mek, dusk arising.
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Comments4

  • Violet bluebell( used to be yellow rose)

    Truly lovely words 🙂

    • jo

      thank you yellowrose

    • L. B. Mek

      what a lovely poem, thank you
      for choosing to share

      • jo

        thank you LB

      • Rozina

        Beautifully penned.

        • jo

          thank you Rozina

        • dusk arising

          The safe place we all need at those times we are broken.
          Beautifully written. Into my favourites.

          • jo

            thanks so much dusk arising



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