The Gift of Writing Letters

The Letter

It’s in her hand writing.
The black ink across the lined paper.
Yet it is her, what we have left.

The words flowed from her heart to her brain,
through her arm to her hand,
through the pen leaving circles, dots and flourishes,
which through the Grace of God,
the light reflects into my eyes,
into my brain,
and into my heart.

The words,
from a woman who can not speak,
wrap her soul, her love, her thoughts,
around my shoulders,
as the tears flow.

(In honor of those who touch our souls through the written word.)
 
 
 
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Letters, from Adventures in Motherhood
 

About SFriant

I live to walk with others on their journeys - because everyone needs to know that they are loved, that they matter, and that they are doing amazing things. I'm a lot like our two kids: obsessed with learning, and constantly creating.
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1 Response to The Gift of Writing Letters

  1. anacruiz10 says:

    That was really beautiful, thank you!

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