Tag: gift
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Wait
Why can’t things be as simpleAs we planFragile, porcelain love slipping out of nimble handsBlood orange drinks start flowingFrom eroding dreams Differences with family, goals and values come into playHow many dates?How many credit card swipes?How many kisses and near misses?Before sex goes from a gift to a given? A missile ready to explode on…
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The Gift of Prayer
My auntie died two weeks ago and it hit me hard. It feels like every time I come up for air, my naive lungs take in water. But nevertheless, I have come to the reality that time is not guaranteed. It is only granted to blessed souls for a limited amount of time. And when…
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Hope’s Song
Hope’s Song Hope sings a lullaby to me On feathered wings high above the ground It flies with no ceilings But when it comes down I receive a gift or two Some old desires brought into view And a new dream to hold onto Love always, Esha <3
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