Broken little things

Young girl dipping feet in the lake from the edge of a wooden boat dock

Darling children,

the sky never stays grey or blue or sunset never holds on to its time forever. As your tears, it to will fade. Hold on to yesterday as today will not remain. Cry as you may, but not worry all day.

for I too was young. And I too was broken. And I too as fancy as I’m frilled, oh I too am like you.
I’m just grown up.
i j’adore you, all of you et I Vow my books will be soon in your hearts.

your writer forever,

RS

Ps, for my petit friends