nestled warmly
in between
my feather beds
and comforters
it occurred to me
that there is no place
i would rather be
than right here
right now
doing just
what i am doing.
such revelation
brought with it
a calm
a feeling of
belonging
a sense that
all is as it should be.
and the caged bird
that had been
beating furiously
in my chest-
has finally
come to rest.
Thru Violet's Lentz 
Nothing compares to finding this feeling.
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To say brilliant and other such things is superfluous. I’ve just been praising your ability to pen strong poetry. with rhymes and rhythm and feet, to my daughter. And here’s another example.
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Hi! Great poem, great picture. 🙂 It sounds like I’m to expect the opening of Violet’s Re-Discovery Retreat within the next five years.
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Just lovely. All of it! You! 🙂
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Yet again a lovely write Violet. You look very happy. Oh, and that’s such a sweet little puppy!
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Love this!
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Enjoy your freedom Violet.
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The imagery of the caged bird as a heart is so vivid! Wonderful.
P.S. love the puppy picture.
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what a wonderful feeling, to come to rest and doing what you love – wishing you more of the same
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Beautiful 😀
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Beautifully written
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