SAFE + SPACE

My home is my safe space.

Where words of love are spoken,
like honey,
we sing songs of rain
and sunshine,
blessings on the blossom,
amen.

I live with my family,
my family lives with me,
we live together,
together live we.

When hearts
like ours
so quickly and so true
and for so long only happy and good
and connected
on levels beyond
find each other, we
do not let go.

Do not let go.

PS: I posted the twentyfirst piece of my miscarriage recovery story, if you’re interested.

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