Raindrops in the sand
Are like my worries–
They dissolve whenever
You hold me in your arms.
Branches thrashing in a storm
Are my insecurities
The crack and fall away
The instant you whisper hello.
A lonely tree at roadside
Is like my confidence–
It continues to grow
Despite the turning world.
A humid summer’s day
Is exactly what I am–
Certain and constant
With you in my life.
Copyright Sarah Davidson 2020
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Aspiring writer. Librarian. All-around nerd. My blog Word-Maleerie comes from the word "whigmaleerie," which means a whim or notion. So my blog's topic? Whims/notions about words. I write stories, novels, poetry, plays, observations, columns--you name it. I've always loved words and now I'm trying to make my dream to be an author come true.
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