#WDYS
She kneels down to meet him before saying goodbye
Small hands palm her face
The two begin to smile
This bond was created with the sound of a cry
This moment embraced with loving eyes
The kind of eyes that you can see behind
The kind that can see the truth that lives inside
Seconds of grace suspended in time
For memories sake and sanity’s mind
Copyright © 2023 UbiquitousSense ARTiculations All Rights Reserved.
Image credit; Alisa Dyson @ Pixaby
Thanks for joining in with this very sweet poem. Much appreciated
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you!
LikeLiked by 1 person
You’re welcome
LikeLiked by 1 person
I love this line in particular ❤
Much love,
David
LikeLiked by 2 people
Thank you kindly for sharing your thoughts!
LikeLiked by 1 person