Into the blue dawn of birdsong
comes crashing my life
my debt
my loneliness
there
I've said it
Loneliness
surrounded am I
by beautiful beautiful
family
My life though
Mine
that debt overwhelms
future overwhelming
My life crashes through the blue dawn of birdsong
I must crash through my life
Or be hanged
(Taken from Notebook 23rd April)
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Very moving piece. Easter really is a funny time, isn't it.
Bless you xxx
Thankyou Jen. Yeah, it surprised me how bleak I felt surrounded by my son and his cousins, a fab bunch. I've also been thinking of you alot recently, reading Kate Atkinson; her writing style reminds me of yours!! Bless you too mamma xxx
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