Go – A Poem

If you’re going,

go where the love is.

Where the coffee is hot and laughter is abundant.

Where music plays behind warm conversation.

Where others’ happiness wraps around you like a blanket.

Where there is no dress code, no visual expectations.

Go where the love is,

Where curiosity is welcome and you feel at ease.

Go where the love is, and bring cookies.

Heather Bartlett

Heather Bartlett

I write scary stories, poems and insight on life, love and grief. I aspire to have printed work within the next few years. You can find my other work at Madmainemomma.wordpress.com

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