poems Not yet grown June 30, 2013June 29, 2013by heather anne Faced the world alone, wore my grown up clothes for once. Need hug right now, please. Share this: Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Like Loading...
It’s only when we face it alone that we understand how high we can fly. And it is rare indeed any of us truly face it alone 😉 Go and fly, Taehreh. You’ll do just fine. Reply
Some call it red 
we friends are here dont worry
thank you! I need friends today
It’s only when we face it alone that we understand how high we can fly. And it is rare indeed any of us truly face it alone 😉 Go and fly, Taehreh. You’ll do just fine.
You always know what to say.. 🙂
I think you’re pretty.
aw thank you that is nice of you to say. 🙂 It also instantly improves my mood.
{{{HUG}}}
HUG!
We think alone is now,
There are those who share your time…
Always count on hugs
I love the last line
tender the reed that
sways in unseen breezes,
unbroken yet
steeled for the next storm.
Powerful. I’ll be coming back to this.
Grown-ups suck. —–Chagall
Word.
{hugs}
hugs!!
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thank you! hugs and hugs
Love your blogging style..
that’s what trees are for
they stand and wait for your hug
knowing they can help