Letting it Out

Yesterday would have been my lovely Dad’s Birthday and so, as is the tradition, I created my annual poetry book in his honour. I always feel such a mixture of feelings on Dad’s Birthday and the act of writing and creating is a welcomed outlet and one which I am so grateful for.

Belonging

To be shown how to love gently and kindly and selflessly

is no small thing.

Love poured from your lips in affirming words, helpful thoughts and open guidance.

Love teamed through your considerate gestures, your inclusive humour and your unfailing generosity.

Each time I returned you greeted me with childlike joy, squeezing me with a unique enthusiasm that was beyond comparison.

Your love made me feel;

loveable

special

magical

protected

invincible

normal

You spent willing hours choosing walking routes and cute country pubs in which to spend our precious hours.

You wanted to spend time with me. To share memories with me. To find out about me. To know me.

You loved me unconditionally. Regardless.

With open arms.

Your love flows on like a timeless poem

in my eccentric little heart.

And however out-of-the-box I am,

with you I always

Belong

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