waning moon
like broken souls of broods
kiss the darkness
daunting clouds still hover
robbing them of their youth
Walking home with heavy heart she thinks of her long shift. So much suffering, such turmoil, youths turning 14 going on 40…all the tears and moans linger in her heart.
(c) Tournesol’16
Daily Moments October 20 2016 Broken
You have one tough job there, my dear friend. You have a voice that conveys the hugs of Amma. You are being the hands and feet for Jesus. In my thoughts this day. hugs and love janice
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It is intersting, Janice, that you mention Amma. An ambulance passed me on my way to work and I was chanting my mantra…I usually make the sign of the cross, but this time instead of wishing the person does not die, I wished Amma gave the entire family to be there for them. Thanks for your kind words.
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