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