One little girl, gives me a hug.
It’s trust you know,
when innocence feels grace
A tired mommy prays in hope,
living to give.
Dreams are birthed as she sings.
Friends embrace as tears flow down.
Solace draws out pain.
Grief shared soothes death’s raw blow
A wrinkled face begins to bloom.
Life is renewed
as caring hearts listen
Two lovers meet with bated breath.
Heart’s life dances
while gentle love captures
Author – Bill Tidsbury