Arleen's Poem

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Location: Jakarta, Indonesia

I'm a working mother. I write children storybooks in my free time.

Monday, August 16, 2010

This Second Time Around

The first time around,
Love stroke hard and fast
My heart was snatched right there and then
In front of my very own eyes
I cried immediately
Hit hard by love's strength and intensity

This second time around,
Love sneaked slowly
Growing steadily, something I wasn't aware of
My heart was stolen bit by bit behind my back
It was totally gone by the time I realized it
And suddenly I realized,I had, again, been hit hard by love's strength and intensity

Both came at different times
Both came in different ways
And yet each timeI found myself helplessly enslaved by love

27 June 2010
(Welcoming Aaron, 16 June 2010)