When it overflows,
clean and soothing.
A caress down your shoulders,
like fresh falling rain
a compassion of gentle
feathered touch.
The way you wished
your mother had held you
Hold yourself now,
embraced by love.
Within your own
two arms.
When it overflows,
clean and soothing.
A caress down your shoulders,
like fresh falling rain
a compassion of gentle
feathered touch.
The way you wished
your mother had held you
Hold yourself now,
embraced by love.
Within your own
two arms.
flashlight batteries - Ali Grimshaw 
Soft, gentle and full of self compassion. I love this Ali 💙
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Thanks Miriam. Learning to love yourself isn’t easy for some. Take care my friend.
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Thank you for sharing.
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Hold yourself now,
embraced by love.
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Thank you for your reflection. Love to you.
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Wow…this poem touched me. Learning to do to yourself what you mother didn’t do is a challenge. Thank you for your overflowing thoughtfulness. XOXO >
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I am so touched by your comment. Thank you for taking the time to share this with me.❤️
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Very wise advice, Ali! Thank you!
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For some of us learning to love ourselves is a life long journey. Thanks for reading Ann.
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Beautiful, Ali. So soft, and oh so sweet.
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Thank you so much for reading and sharing your reflection. I appreciate it.
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Just beautiful, Ali. Thank you! xo
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Thank you AmyRose. Take care.
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Self care. 🙂
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Loving inward is just as needed as loving outward. Thanks for the visit Colleen.
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I agree.
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SO NICE-!
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Thanks for sharing
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YOU’RE WELCOME!
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