Write something that has to do with: breathing.
Because lately remembering to breathe has been a challenge.
Max is currently sleeping peacefully at home with us. Can't ask for much more than that.
Well, I mean, I could. I very, very easily could.
But I'm trying to be grateful for what I have.
A forgotten breath
Is held tight,
Marooned and consumed
By some fright.
A hand reaches out
In the dawn,
Life goes on.