Well noted

    A word to tickle the skin. The
softest hello. A prayer to meditate
on all future inquiries. A heart
lifted of its burden, a whipser of
forgiveness.

  Oh how I rushed to greet, to say
thank you yet the wind choked my
voice. Lost, confused yet I pushed.
Waiting to say right and still nothing
exits my lips.

  Flustered to pink then red. Uncertain
why currently stumbling upon a
simple phrase. What is holding back?
Pride? A worry?

  Then a hug escaped and graced my
shoulders, my arms. Motionless
I glared at all the overwhelming senses.

  Tears fall as I created a glow of
happiness. A joy that echoed deep,
throughout my soul, straight into
my spirit.

  Still proving self. Understated is
the emotion, the gratitude of forgiveness
given.

  A smile glistens over my face. A memory
etched in time, in mind.

 
           Thanking Jehovah for an answered
    prayer and sisters for pursuing, attaining.

                    Well noted.