You became my poetry

cultivating kindness as I snarled and snapped

I was howling at the moon, desperately alone

until you revealed endless ways to breathe and adapt

You nourished my soul

without pity as I carved a space for my weary bones

Until you revealed endless ways to breathe and adapt,

I was howling at the moon, desperately alone

You soothed my thumping heart

and lead me to love untapped

I was howling at the moon, desperately alone

until you revealed endless ways to breathe and adapt

You became my poetry

cultivating kindness I’ve never known

Until you revealed endless ways to breathe and adapt,

I was howling at the moon, desperately alone

Image by Heiko Stein from Pixabay 

Prompts: OctPoWriMo Day 19, Sunday Whirl 574, Go Do Go Cafe Tuesday Writing Prompt, #FromOne Line