Att the core of every one of us
Lies the pattern stamped on us
How love and worth descend on us
Where you taught it’s the birthright of us all
Everyone a little bundle of love and joy to us all
A soul come to share it’s light with us all
Or where you raised in a dysfunctional way
Learning false love the transactional way
Exist only and just as they say, otherwise they’ll take their love away
Part of my mind says this piece is only half finished, but my heart says that was all the honest outpouring it could take right now, and that it still have purpose and meaning.
Mayhap there will be a second version one day…
Inspired by Weekly Scribblings #34: Foundation over at Poets and Storytellers United.