I wouldn’t hope you never knew
How heartstrings loop & knit
The cradle form within my arms
You’ll not not always fit
I have a heart hole in my soul
Your whole heart fills just right
A dim dull darkened part of me
You’ll not not always light
And when you’re not not far away
(as children don’t not grow)
Recall that jigsaw piece of warmth
You’ll not not
always
know
* * * * *
Just a bit of nonsense. I like kids, but I can never finish a whole one.
Wow, that's beautiful. Really fantastic, Heather. You're an incredible talent. Thanks for the great post!
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Beautiful. And I love the art. You're so good at capturing the emotions people feel for their families.
That's my new second favorite Heather poem (behind Trisha McNair)
I love it!
I second the previous poster: I love it.
So sweet! I nearly cried until I read your comment about, well, eating children.
:)
I loved both the poem and your comment. He he. But seriously, super cool. :)
I sense a double-negative or two…
…which is why I love it. Great stuff!
So great! How do you come up with this stuff? I've said it before: I want to camp out in your imagination. Just overnight. Please?
Very nice. Very personal. It's lovely.
wonderful piece of art :)
heather ur AMAZING!!! i love the poem and the drawing–it's just incredible!! u inspire me!
Aw shucks you guys #^_^#
@Nikki – you don't want to live in my imagination. It's a scary, scary place.
I love the picture. It's very sweet and has a lot of heart. A beautiful and elegant artwork.
Heather, that is so beautiful! I love it! Thank you for sharing.
hope your puzzle is completed soon.
Beautiful illustration, I love how you worked in the missing piece of the puzzle! And the poem really is beautiful too, nice job.
Absolutely beautiful!
Pretty! <3
Really beautiful!
This is a really nice solution to IF's prompt. Also, your narrative work is BADASS. :)
Very pretty, both the art and the poem! Well done.