I am a loner
Solitary—solitaire
By choice so often
Yet chasing another
If only in my mind
That one is certain to not be
There each and every time
I truly desire
I truly need
A friend’s shoulder to cry on
A tower on which to lean
In another sense
I have the best friend
The tower of strength
The shoulder so steady
To which I can lean on and cry
With even a tissue provided
To dry my tear filled eyes
To blow my nose
A hug so strong
Hold on—hold on
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
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About Me
- aWritetoBelong
- Hopkins, Minnesota, United States
- A mother of two adult children...and a mother to many more adopted in the Kingdom of God. Grandmother to three. Lover of Jesus, The Way, The Truth, The Life, justice, learning, teaching, authenticity, discernment, and praying. I process by writing my thoughts to get to the truth...but most times there are too many words to wade through. A picture of myself I've seen, is like a scuba diver who jumps in the ocean with all the equipment in place, but rises too quickly at times and gets nauseated, but the picture is only a warning...not that I shouldn't go deep...but to come up more slowly in order to keep...my health.