A shroud of innocence surrounds him
A glowing wonder of protection
The shining face within
Angelic with it's cover
Bright blue eyes
Full of love and trust
Stare deep into my broken heart
And heal it with one look
Tiny hands reach out for mine
And hold onto me firmly
Keeping me rooted and strong
Amidst the crashing waves
How is it that someone so small
Can keep the darkness away
How is it that the beating of his heart
Is in rhythm with my own
My precious baby boy
A rare and shining jewel
My heart and my salvation
My life and heart are his
a look into the inner workings of a bipolar mind...
My written word
bottom line. i have a hard time expressing my feeling verbally. i am more comfortable with the written word. it allows me more freedom to dissect and understand what i am experiencing.
this blog isn't about petty girlie things, although there is a bit of it. it's my poetry, possibly short stories and just me.
i welcome critism, as i hope to one day publish my works. feel free to let me know what you think
-michelle
this blog isn't about petty girlie things, although there is a bit of it. it's my poetry, possibly short stories and just me.
i welcome critism, as i hope to one day publish my works. feel free to let me know what you think
-michelle
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About Me
- Michelle
- i am blessed to have a beautiful son who is the light of my life. And to have a God who loves me unconditionally.
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