Breaking The Surface

A gem of a poem by Stephen to read with my tea today

Through The Cracked Window (Revisited)

Please don’t cry,
I’m right here by your side
I sit here thinking all the words
I should not, though I try

All my life I’ve been
travelling through the pieces
of the dark shattered past
putting together a better scene

Surfacing for air
the sun shines on a new day
Head under the waterline
breaking the surface when I dare

Stoic Poetry

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