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To the blog posts I did not write

You were there lingering

At the forefront of my mind.

Complete with opening lines,

Title names

And formatting options.

 

But before I penned  a word

Made a few bullet points

Or powered up my computer

I shot you down!

 

Not because you were not good

Or worthy of composing

But the sudden pulse of life

Needed attending.

 

A home needed cleaning

Cloths and dishes needed washing

Diapers needed changing

Hugs needed giving

Lessons needed teaching

Hygiene needed applying

Food needed eating

 

Before I knew

You flew out the door

Blissfully flung

Into the mess hall

Of my conscious thoughts

Which linger in obscurity.

 

There you are still,

Hoping I may

Once again, stumble

Across the crumpled bit of nonexistent parchment

 

A reminder that,

It all does not need to be perfect.

 

So in my unreadable script

I put you down

Into my little pink notebook.

Unorganized thought.

Not resembling any structure.

Un-edited. Impulsive. Raw.

 

Where you are allowed to be

As you are.

Un-judged.

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This post is: the first day of it does not need to be perfect. A series of blog post I’m currently writing.

About the Author

profile-pic-2Sarina often sat on the peaks of the dunes of Southern Africa watching the ocean tide drift in. A daydreamer, often dreaming up stories for lands somewhere over the rainbow. She is a mother, a wife, a blogger and an overall creative spirit. Above all, she is a human being.

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