I found you hiding behind the old willow tree full of worry like a bee without its honey. You stood shaking like a leaf as it danced off the tree. You were more agitated than a newborn baby when it’s hungry and mommy is nowhere to be found. The tension is so thick no knife could ever cut it. I fear that you will never find peace if you can’t control your uneasiness. There is nothing worse than good old anxiety. Anxiety is no friend of mine. Is it yours?
I'm a wife, a mother, a writer, and a friend. I enjoy sharing feelings, experiences and my poetry. There are many things that I am good at, but I'm sure there are just as many things that I am bad at. I try hard not to judge for we know no one is perfect. I can however say that although I have a great deal of patience, sometimes the patience tank runs dry. If you value me, I will always value you.
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The Writings of Felina Silver Robinson 