your night, my day
our family of three
~
one can be enough today it isn't
two is almost always enough
not today you're bleeding out your body in crisis
i'm coming and i'm bringing
well you know and we will be three a family
we will call ourselves a family
he will hold you you will hold me between us
you will lie and between us you will be
praise the lord healed with love
we love you so much you cannot help but be healed
and then let the wild rumpus start!
oh babylove hang on we're coming almost there
god how we love you hang on
don't do a thing don't move just breathe we're coming
~
maurice sendak, "let the wild rumpus start!
Poetry by one trick pony
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Written on 2016-02-13 at 00:02
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