Sometimes I wake up in the middle
of the night
to make sure you are still there
my angel, my rock,
my road back to salvation
I can’t believe you found me
so many miles away,
sad stories and battles
left me with a body full of scars
for you to heal
I breathe in and sigh,
remembering where I was
and knowing where I am today.
©️mft
Crow On The Wire 
Very beautifully written and intense, Mark. We are all the landscapes of our scars as this forms part of living. Love and be loved, yea!
Well said. 🙏🏻
Beautiful and intense.
Thanks, Ortensia. Hope things are going well. 😎
Everything is good,I m back home now and back to routine but with kid to catch up with😀
Hope you can get a breather in, or at least a good nap. 😴
Mmmm,a Sunday afternoon nap…you just planned my day for tomorrow 😊
Beautiful! So proud! What a way to start my morning❤️❤️❤️
Thanks you, Irene. 😎
Very emotionally intense and beautiful. Thanks much.
You are welcome, Kally. 🙂
Nice
“Breathe in and sigh.” Yes we all need to pause and reflect on bow far we’ve come. Thanks for sharing your beautiful poetry. I have nominated you for the Bloggers Recognition Award, just because I think you’re worth it and to show appreciation for all you share wih us. https://marsaalamdesertretreat.com/2018/09/04/blogger-recognition-award/awards-and-recognition/
Thank you, so much. There are so many people who have helped us come this far. 🙂
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