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Homecoming

I was homesick.

But not for our home. Not for the couch or the bed or the mess of living that is unique to it.

I was homesick for you.

For the glimmer of your eyes on a laugh. The confident way you touch me. The stability of your presence.

I was homesick for you.

For the casual way you tear down my walls. The way you challenge me to be better. The easy way you love me. The way you make it seem easy to love me.

I was homesick for you.

How happy I am to be home again.

daily prompt · love · mental health · poem · poetry · recovery · travel

your parachute

spread those wings baby,
you were always meant to fly.
you have the kind of smile that paints the sky
golden, who knew that was even possible?

go on and take the leap baby,
stop looking at the ground.
your brain plays tricks and I have found
the best solution is to trick it right back.

don’t worry about the trip baby,
i’ll never let you fall.
when times get tough, just call
on me, your parachute,

we’ll make it through it all.

[via daily prompt – parachute]

daily prompt · love · mental health · poem · poetry · recovery

Little wolf

Do not fear little wolf.

I see your power, cunning, and wit.

The world backs away cautiously

Anticipating your sharp bite and ferocity.

And I respect this is possible from you.

Do not fear little wolf

I know you are more than this.

Living a life more complex

Than anyone gives you credit for.

Softness hidden out of necessity.

And isn’t it funny,

The expression “wolf in sheep’s clothing”

Inherently suggesting we are all

One or the other.

Do not fear little wolf

I know that you hold power and softness

In a delicate balance.

You are more than what the world thinks of you.

{daily prompt – wolf}