My hold on the Within is
delicate
I fear it will break
Forget I’ve been
held, sheltered, nurtured
all along
If only I could remember.
My hold on the Within is
delicate
I fear it will break
Forget I’ve been
held, sheltered, nurtured
all along
If only I could remember.
I take pleasure in my transformations. I look quiet and consistent, but few know how many women there are in me. Anais Nin
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A lovely introspective poem.
thank you, Alice. I appreciate your comments.
I have been nurtured by God and the loving people he has placed in my life.