Lauren M. Hancock Poetry and Prose
Where I can feel at home…
Sometimes life won’t be perfect no matter how much you will it, you adjust, you alter, you are adamant, yet plans, they falter, accept defeat, you must admit this. It does not matter how much we carry wishes within us, there are moments which will simply flit out of the picture, the power within, the strength which hardens us can make us shudder, [...]
I am struggling to rise to my little hooves, I am failing to grasp hold of balance, I am calling, calling, for this ability to visit me, the skill to be mobile, to be free. For so long, I’ve been unable to properly walk and stride, how problematic for a soul for whom the [...]
There was that special moment, when you first reached for and clasped my hand. Do you remember, darling, as we sat outside on my back porch, in those “King and Queen” deck chairs? You hesitantly, tentatively asked me if this was okay, I smiled and beamed inwardly to myself – of course it was fine! [...]
Lauren M. Hancock Poetry and Prose 
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