Wearing beauty of piercing blue.
Mingled with green.
From the corner of the eye appeared new life.
Into the arms of the new mother.
The protective all consumed arms of the new father.
Born early, a diminutive child.
All things bright and beautiful, a beautiful hymn.
A poem for you, for a beautiful him.
(c) Livvi

“One day this pain will go,
Let’s move on and not let it grow,

You are special, you are brave,
Not anyone’s slave,

Don’t seek for revenge,
Of course, your life will change,
Don’t act too strange,

because…

One day this pain will go,
Just Move On, and not let it grow.”

~rpan™

The clouds are pregnant
With rain water

Earth waited with
Anticipation

Alas! It's abortion
Blood all over the sky

Sun's blazing
Hot

her summery eyes

set me adrift

on hopeful waters

where i sail

under clearer skies

content in my place and time

and untroubled by a destination