You are home for me.
My fragile heart lives
In the palm of your hand.
If flowers open for the sun,
Then you are mine,
The light I couldn't see
Until in it, I blossomed.
You didn't change me,
You found me,
All the frightened,
Little pieces
I thought had died,
You held them gently,
Keeping them warm,
Until one day
I could breathe again.
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Kora (Pseudonym) (
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True? I hope you are right, because round here affairs of the heart so carefully reconstructed, have been known to disintegrate once more...
But I'm pretty sure no such deleterious consequence will find you in your completeness...
Love and pain are two sides of the same coin. When it happens I'll be heading your way for a cuppa and a good cry, so be prepared! 😁
I've just put an extra box of tissues on my next grocery delivery order. I'm an ex (very) Boy Scout...
Extra biscuits too please Uncle Dave, I'll need the sugar 😭
Mein Gott! In the hopes of a greater level of understanding, does not this Norwegian exclamation reach deep into your heart?
I must delicately try to inform you that the over consumption of sugar has a deleterious (love that word!) effect on your health.
Lack of it is going to have a deletrious effect on my mood, so please don't forget the biscuits! 🙈
Very nice use of Norwegian, det var veldig bra 😉
AAh! I live in a cupboard; no room for moods in here... Accordingly a batch of Iced Vo Vos has been included on the self same order as the tissues. I felt that while Boy Scout principles were helpful, for the extreme measures required here I drew upon my experience as as Air Cadet.
I hear gratitude in this poem where recognition of another's kind care is given credit. Nicely written
Thank you Soren ♥️
Most welcome
I can see someone who brings meaning and makes things make sense in your life.... something like that can make you feel truly whole, like home. Beautifully written, Kora.
Thank you for your kind words 😊♥️
This is a lovely poem of love and healing. Others do have the power to heal with their kindness, patience, attention and of course love.
Well written, Kora!
Thank you Katie ♥️ Love and what comes with it really is like medicine sometimes
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