Hello, friends! Here are a few more little poems that I wrote this week…hope you enjoy! ❤
haunted
my rearview mirror
is covered in dust because
I won’t live haunted.
tea
like the tea she loved,
steeped in boiling water she
only grew stronger.
shadows
don’t let the shadows win…
they dance across my path and
try to smother me in darkness.
(oh, why am I so weak??)
Father, I don’t have the strength
(or light) within this heaving chest
to let the light shine brighter than
the fear they throw around me.
Father, p l e a s e
dispel this night
and hold me tight
within the light.
Stay the course!
❤ Laurel
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Laurel Luehmann 