To the one who knows me best.
Father…
My caring is tired.
Intuition….exhausted.
Broken spaces in me….lonely.
The best of me…..depleted.
Your world….painful.
Recent dreams….un-inspired.
Communication….flawed.
Energy….lost.
Gratitude….I am eternally grateful.
Hope….still here.
I love you. Forgive me.
I need to rest with you.
Will you speak to me as I do? I love your words.
I will stand up again.
-Always yours-
Ahni Beth

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