Honest.

Sharing a picture of me with my first great grandbaby, Wynter

I kept them all in;
The emotions that tore through my soul and left me gasping, grasping
For something tangible
Something of substance
I learned not to share,
I Iearned to harbor.
As far back as they may go.
Protect yourself,
Don't look over there.
What, what do you say?
You can't simply roll it back.
Plan, plan now
Plan ahead.
Be prepared.
If every honest word meant more than your next breath
You'd draw it.
Pull it from your belly, in one
long, hard intake.
Slowly, exhale.
Let it out.
This time,
Let go.

This is my five
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