"I hope you will go out and let stories happen to you, and that you will work them, water them with your blood and tears and your laughter till they bloom, till you yourself burst into bloom. " ~Clarissa Pinkola Estes

Friday, January 31, 2014

whimpers in the night: 31/365

feverish little hand
reaches for mine,
heat radiating through me.
quiet sniffle,
tiny whimper,
little body snuggling in tight,
seeking comfort
and finding it.




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