The taste of summer
finally settles in,
all the pages have been turned
another chapter begins.
Warm showers
soak me down to my core
cleansing my soul
of all that was.
The pain of the years
being washed away.
No longer am I a prisoner.
I find hope
in the sun that warms me
and the winds
that wrap me up and keep me.
In the dreams that made me
a new day begins,
and I find comfort
in who I finally am.
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can i trade your warm showers for cold snow? ha haa
seriously, i like the uplifting spirit in this writing… more brilliance from you 🙂
No thanks, you can keep the cold weather. I’ll be having some when I go to England in December!
Sounds like a nice sentiment.
Thank you