Friday, January 27, 2012

The Beauty Love Left Behind

The Beauty Love Left Behind. A mark for every breath you took, every blink, every sleepy yawn. One for every time you sucked your thumb, waved hello, closed your eyes and slept in the most perfect darkness. One for every time you had the hiccups. One for every dream you dreamed within me. It isn't very pretty anymore. Some may even think it ugly. That's OK. It was your home. It's where I first grew to love you, where I lay my hand as I dreamed about who you were and who you would be. It held you until my arms could, and for that, I will always find something beautiful in it.  

I found this on
My cute neighbor sent me an invite to pinterest and I'm slowly (okay quickly) becoming addicted.
I fell in love with the above picture and poem and wanted to share it with you all.                


Nat said...

I *think* I'm following you on Pinterest now. Let me know if that's not you! :)

Jamie said...

Yep, that's me! :)

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