Can there ever be too much whole face listening,
a time when acknowledgement was no longer needed,
when kindness was overdone?
No desire for extra hands to lighten the load?
A day when being vulnerable was a waste of courage?
Letting another see your frailty a chance not worth taking?
A moment of too much love?
Walk out onto your street and look.
Those downcast eyes are the reply.
Run now, its not too late.
© Ali Grimshaw
Walk out onto your street and look.
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Great to hear from you my friend.
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Can I share this on Facebook? LOVE it!!!
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Please do and please forward it from my blog page. Thanks so much.
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I long for your third line. This is so deep, so lovely.
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Barbara, thank you for your kind words. It means so much to me.
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