Broke a mug today
Wiping away the spilled milk
Picking up the broken chinks of china
Kindness and kinship comes from unexpected places
Perhaps they were always there
But in my blindspot
Always in my blindspot
How do we keep missing all that is present right under our noses
Hurting the ones closest to us
Regrets don't ever stop
Do we ever learn?
.. new reader here. This blog page is giving me warm hugs.
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