🪷Sometimes really hard things happen

a poem for inner children

Sometimes really hard things happen.
There’s loss, and fear, and pain.
This is why we need compassion,
just like we need the rain.

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Notes

1. I wrote this poem in the kind of language I use with my children, but I wrote it particularly for “inner children”—especially the inner children of people I know who never got gentle parenting through hard things.

2. Today’s rain came in the form of puffy snowflakes:

Penny doesn’t mind the snow

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In the Notebook

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