Chicken!!

WILDLINGS

This goes out to the mamas
raising the wild ones
the not to be tamed 
the rare 
the reckless
and the precious

you are shaping stardust 
into human form 
minding moonlight 
till it’s ready to instruct the tides 
and light the nights  

do not expect the world to see 
your diamond in the rough
sparkle 
not yet 
they cannot

but one day 
they will be unable 
to take their eyes away 
from its shine 
 
to the mamas of the wild ones 
you are star gatherers
moon catchers 
and dream shapers 

and you are exhausted 

but shaping starlight 
into human form 

was always going to be tough

and you are.

Donna Ashworth



I have had a few people that share this beautiful poem with me. It speaks to my heart. 


Today has been challenging in a lot of ways but we have had some lovely family time too. 

We're just home from our adventure in the woods. It's was a very sunny day..... to begin with. When we got to the forest it started peeing it down. And then thunder, but that didn't stop us from having fun. We certainly needed to get outside.  
Halfway around Harp wanted my jacket and the jedi kept asking her why she was dressed as a chicken.  Hahaha. 
Everyone was like drowned rats by the end but it was fun and that's what counts.