I’ve started waking
up at the crack of dawn.
No, the spine of dawn.
The crack is a bit lower and
I’m talking middle of the night time
here. That pleasant time where you have
to remain silent or you could wake a sleeping
Girlie. The Sentinel and the Bear seem to sleep
like babies, but not my Girlie, she gets up ANYTIME
raring to go, dancing actually ready to jump, run on tiptoe
through the leaves and give hugs, waves and smiles to strangers
Like my ex husband.

Yes, that required a tab and a return on the key board.
I have a mac, so maybe it is your enter key or some such thing if you have a non-mac.

I
don’t
want
her
exposed
to that
evil
creature.
He
thinks
it
is okay
to wave
to my child
who is not his
who is innocent
who he can corrupt
who he can manipulate
who will never be his daughter.

Advertisement

3 thoughts on “Crack

Any thoughts on the above post are appreciated! Otherwise, I think I must be living under a rock.

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s