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Good morning, happy Saturday. I'm writing poetry today. How about you? 😘


This morning's Scribbles:


"Why don't you trust me?"

Whispers my God.


"I have to survive. I have to to try."


"But don't you know,"

God continues


(Like I didn't just explain)


"When you were small

You never needed to try.


Everything happened

Just exactly as exactly can be."


"That was my mother

And my father,"


I retort.


"But why was your mother there?

And your father too?


Without question

Without thought

Without fail?"


"Because they loved me."


"And where,

Did they get that love?"


"From you."

I admit, and cry.


"Let it go, my beautiful one,


Let go of the fear

The need to survive.


Bet all your worries on

A spectacular turn of luck,"


The sky is echoing

And I am trembling.


The rumbling divine retreats

And I am left with this;


"My love will always be here."


- Ingrid H. Turner

©️ Nov 6th 2021

Bob Becker
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