Me, my love and TeddyA Chapter by Helen A poem about the joy of the journey  Free, flying high We swoop and soar Through skies of gold And misty moors Free, flying high We shall not rest God's hand is with us We're truly blessed
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Added on January 6, 2021 Last Updated on January 6, 2021 Author
HelenLuton, Bedfordshire, United KingdomAboutWhen I joined WritersCafe, I originally posted the poems I had written as part of my personal healing journey - childhood trauma to alcoholism to recovery. I wasn't sure if my writing would be of inte.. more..Writing
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