She’s not
a creature
invisible
Nobody with no-body
She’s the inner child
She’s not
unloveable
disposable
forgettable
She’s the little girl inside
She’s there
waiting
visible
huggable
She’s there
quietly, patiently longing
to become part of the whole
Somebody with a-body
She’ll wait
She’s listening
If you whisper
you’ll feel her smile
when you touch your heart.
©Alexis Rose. Image Source, Pexels
Thank you for reading my books: If I Could Tell You How It Feels, and Untangled, A Story of Resilience, Courage, and Triumph
Thank you, Gary 😊
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Beautiful post Alexis
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Thank you, Anna ❤️
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Beautiful! ❤
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Thank you! 😊💐
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That was gorgeous Alexis
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Agreed! 😊
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Until we learn to embrace that child who’d been hurt badly inside all of us, we will, NEVER be able to start moving on from our childhood traumas.
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Welcome 🙂
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Thank you, Nancy. I have hard time with her but Im working on it. Always a work in progress arent we?! 😃❤️
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I can totally relate to this. The little girl inside of us. Poignant, Alexis. ❤
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Thank You! ❤️
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Love it when words sound like a melody. Yours do ❤️
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Thank You! 😊
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Touching !
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Thank you 😊
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She can always use this kind of love. Beautiful poem.
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Thank You Brighid 😊
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Beautiful. Thank you.
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Thank You, Nicole 💐
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Reblogged this on Art by Nicole Corrado.
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Thank You! 😊
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This is lovely Alexis :O) x
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