Here, dear soul, there is no need to be afraid

No hidden motives lie in waiting to ensnare

No ghosts drifting hauntingly through the halls

No past mistakes seeping from the moldy walls

No unexpected outbursts lurking under the bed

No blindsiding punches to anticipate with dread.

Here there is only the warmth of love and peace

Assembling broken hearts piece by wayward piece

With the soft reassurance of a ready, listening ear

And the brilliance of truth to chase out looming fears

Where the words that are spoken are kind and real

That your dear, gentle heart may find a reason to heal.

Published by Quietest Poet

Writer, mother, counselor, flower gardener, recipe seeker, and Netflix lover.

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