Diary 4/29/20
This poem arose in me during our last Quaker meeting.
The more
I hold myself together
The more
I forget I am already held
Let the pieces fall where they may
Here
I am
The following song was written and performed by my dear friend Jason and is offered as a gift of gratitude for those who struggle on our behalf. Please listen and help it reach those who need to hear and know that we are never alone.
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I love your poem!
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Thanks love, my love to you. J
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Lovely! Thank you so much for sharing!
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you’re welcome. xoJ
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