Come and share your light,
The radiance is always welcome...
For some reason or another,
Composure is sometimes forced
To ward off the inclination of questioning
From the outsider...
In efforts to,
In most respects,
Conserve your empathy.
Impulse Insinuates your innate desire to care,
You beautiful human.
But some things are better left secret,
As an attempt to reinforce amends with the self.
I'll figure it out.
No need for you and I to wallow.
I'd much rather talk about
How softly the rain fell yesterday...
And the ways your sense of humor
Makes the moment.
Worthy,
We are worthy of saving ourselves from worry.

Worthy. I agree. Beautiful poem. Thank you for sharing, Julie.
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