Ask him who found shelter in the torrential rain or just about managed to catch the last train Ask him who found reason to smile
I lost my uncle on 28th of September to COVID-19 within three weeks of my grandma’s passing.
When I lost my grandma on September 9th, I thought I still had him.
If I don’t watch out, I’ll slip
Slide down the rabbit hole
And not find my way up
So, I hold on desperately
To a branch I’ve known
Smooth is its bark
Sturdy, easiest to hold
so I think
I’m trying to write something beautiful Something that inspires and is positive And that makes you smile Its hard these days, I know I find
Don’t tell me you’ve never fallen Or ever felt broken? Haven’t we all, at some time? Some a wee bit; others’ a wee bit more.
Lying on the bed this morning, I saw the cerulean grey sky : a checkered pattern of clouds, streaks and waves I saw the blue