Brisk breeze beguiles
Winter sun warms the weariest of souls.
Across the bay snow atop the Langdales.
Gulls glide as eventide
Sheds a subtle ombre orange sunset glow across the sheltered sands.
Whisper me home.
Alison Jean Hankinson
© Feature Image courtesy of Dave Hankinson
You are perfect just the way you are.
Every blemish is a mark of a wish or a milestone
That was part of your life and has meaning.
We wear our scars like jewellery
Ornate adornments of battles we have fought and sufferings we have silenced.
Loves we have lost, dreams that lay smashed at the feet of the soul-less.
You are perfect just the way you are-
So wear your skin with pride, it is your life’s canvas,
And your story unfolds with every step forward and every glance back towards the setting sun.
© Alison Jean Hankinson
this is for napowrimo Day 20. It is for my girls. With all my love. Mumma. XXXXX