With The Holidays Over
I'm rather happy about that to be honest.
The holidays are over boy that's a bummer.
To see everyone go about there day, without a kind word to stay.
Hustle, hustle everyone runs at the speed of light, and here I am not.
No one to relate to, or see.
No one I love is here in this big city.
Everyone lies expect for my husband.
Because the truth is much much sweeter.
Without him near me, I am just a snail.
I love him and miss him.
As the world keeps moving faster, and faster I need him to keep me tethered.
Rush like everyone else does USCIS so I can reunited with my husband.
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Louise Blake-Michael (Risen Phoenix)
LouLou maintains a boundary between her professional endeavors and personal life. She wears many hats as an author, blogger, and content creator. In various projects, each one a testament to her dedication and passion for storytelling.
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Using words to express your challenges, triumphs and emotions is underrated in the ArT of Healing; may 2024 lend you some very insightful, happier days.
Awww, your husband doesn't lie. Loved your poem!