Bedknobs & Broomsticks

The afternoon sun spills across the room,  

Casting golden shadows on our intertwined bodies,  

As our kitten curls between us,  

A soft reminder of joy in the quiet moments.  

In this stillness, the world fades,  

And love wraps around us like a warm blanket.

(c)BobChristian

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About Bob W Christian

I’m Bob Christian; a husband, father, grandfather and cat dad. I’m a dyslexic poet. I am on the Autism Spectrum and I started writing poetry, or scribbles as I’ve always referred to them, to help me to process my thoughts and emotions. It’s also helped with my PTSD. It’s gone from there and after over 20 years is still going strong, I’m now finally dabbling in to photography as I’ve been told I have a good eye.

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