My dearest Mandy,

 

You’ve come through so much clouded hell.

Through darkness, you’ve learned to love

In the light, over looking mountains of perceptions. In limited realities.

 

Footprints on the shore, leaving your imprints

Washed away

By the sands of time

 

You are a sweet smelling rose,

In the misty morning dew.

Surviving, thriving, blossoming.

 

Let you’re petals

Continue to unfurl

Let the universe

Deliver

The dreams of your soul.

Thanks for letting me in.

 

Love always,

💕 poetess

 

©2016 Amanda Potter