I usually post e-a-r-l-y morning (every six days), but these past couple weeks have me procrastinating on choosing pieces to share.
Although this poem, “let me be”, has nothing to do with current family trauma, the four lines seem apropos to me:
scrub me clean
rain cleans leaves
I’m raggedy
just let me be
© 21 November 2020
Cindy B. Stevens
Photo credit: robin-frejd-HrIc_rPS_Pw-unsplash
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