After what seems like forever darkness
the light comes back again
each bud seeking warmth
layers begin to open
not because they were told, “It is time.”
facing the sun… their hearts knew.
© Alicia Grimshaw 2016
writing
Words
They arrived unattached,
expecting nothing in return,
only wanting to be heard.
Now we reside together in the rocking chair.
I open to a blank page to welcome them home.
© Ali Grimshaw
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