Tonight
A caring
Offer of a
Bedtime story
Arrived at my
Soul’s
Weary door
It floated
Like a delicate
Shimmering
Bubble to
Where I
Sat
Barely breathing
Allowing
The sweet words and
This most
Tender gesture
To land softly
In a heart
That hadn’t been
Touched
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Before
29/08/19
poetrywalking 
Lucky You.
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Yes indeed, Pauline. Very.
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