I waited an eternity
For you to pull me close
And when your hand caressed my hair
So tenderly, and when I was pulled into
Your arms, I knew I was
Home
I waited an eternity
For you to pull me close
And when your hand caressed my hair
So tenderly, and when I was pulled into
Your arms, I knew I was
Home
One of my early memories was being in preschool, and on a few days my teacher would be absent. On those days we had to go to the classroom next door. I hated it. I hated being there, and I hated not being with my teacher. I get attached to people.
Today I had to say goodbye to a close colleague. She came in, handed in her resignation and work equipment, and left this afternoon. She helped me with a few things this year. Sitting next to me, and it was comforting to have her there. I feel saddened. Bad news to end the year.
Hold me in your hands
Keep me safe in your care
Love me with your holiness
Open the paths that lead me
Safely back to you
I loved you then
And now I find
I still do

Dead doors
Lead to dead paths
So I am closing all those doors
That keep me from being free
I have faith that
A vibrant door
Will open and
Beckon me
Through
Just let me get over you in peace and quiet.
Disruptive comms don’t help.