Opening Slowly

Posted by: DIYwriting | May 7, 2021

The breeze touched my skin

The birds sang me their good morning lullaby

As I struggled to move

To wake

To sit

To think

Freedom to do as I wanted

To do as I needed

To move as much

Or as little

As time allowed

I opened slowly

Carefully

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