
don’t let yourself be swallowed
by tomorrow’s grief
let the tongue of life
cradle you
now
here
in the silence
of present
this rocking boat
of emptiness
hollowed out home
of hope
will be your vessel
::
Kelly LaFleur
About the Creator
Kelly LaFleur
Reading was my first love. Poetry was my second. Words have always been my life.
Currently healing and striving for grace in a muddied-up, beauty-luck world.
You can also find me at mrsmediocrity.com fb ig
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