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.
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. 🙂
“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. 🙂