Return to me
The light of day is not yet seen, she feels him wandering inside her dreams. He touches her softly, he whispers sweet words – it’s been so long since his voice was heard. Yet she feels him, as many times before – as he enters quietly through her minds door.
I really like this Jill…..and can relate to this exact feeling…..! Have a great weekend!
May those sweet words always be there for you.
May those dreams and memories warm you with a gentle bittersweet joy.
May you never lose them, as they are part of you, as real as your heart.
Thank you…