THERE ARE CLOUDS THAT COME AROUND EACH AFTERNOON
HANGING THEIR HEADS
ABOVE THE MAGNOLIA TREE,
DRAWING THE SCENT FROM FLOWERS NOT YET IN BLOOM.
THE SOIL BENEATH THE FOOTPATH SHIFTS,
MAKING ROOM FOR ROOTS TO SPREAD
AND FILL THE EMPTY GROVE.
I THINK THAT I'VE FORGOTTEN HOW TO LOVE.
HOW NICE IT WOULD BE,
TO HAVE SOMEONE TO REMIND ME.
About Me
- Kyra
- The profile photo is one by my favorite photographer, Inbal Sivan. I picked it I think because it depicts my approach to life and motherhood pretty well. The woman is just sort of chilling, thinking her thoughts. There's a naked baby on the table. That's cool. He's being looked after but not smothered over. The lovely world isn't close to coming to an end. Everyone is content, even the dog.
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