This tent is my house,
warm and welcoming to
those whom I
love with all my
heart.
When someone leaves
the tent
there is a cold
draught that
chills us all, causing
us to
cleave closer
together.
(Image used by kind permission of Holden-and-Camille.com
and Holden-and-Camille.Tumblr.com to
whom I am most grateful and you should go visit. The poem is my imagination and
is not a reflection of their lifestyle)
How beautiful, and a very accurate portrait of how Holden and I feel about our loved ones. Thank you! ~C
ReplyDeleteJust found you via Cara Theron site This is beautiful - the image and photo - will be back ;-)
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