I was on the bus last week heading to my daughter’s preschool to pick her up, and I felt compelled to take out my notebook, and start writing. The thoughts weren’t complete, my pen just started moving. I am not a poet. I have not written a poem in years. But sometimes the words just flow out of you – not in paragraphs, but how they choose to be expressed.
A Love for a Daughter
I look at her
I feel complete
She strengthens me in a way that has taken a hold over my mind and body and makes me feel invincible
It brightens the gloomiest of days, and magically a smile comes across my face
The love is deep
It is pure and without words
It encompasses me, and I never want to let her go from my motherly embrace
She is my child
an extension of my heart that runs free in the world.
She is my world. She is my everything. She is my life.
Do you express your feelings through writing?