Sunday Scribbling #85: I carry...

I carry…

The ghosts of memories; regrets that I can not undo.

I carry…

The blissful smile of two sweet children; tucked into the corners of my heart, the recollection of those happy days uplifts me.

I carry…

The sorrows of the world; the bloodied sands in Darfur, the famished people in Zimbabwe, the tortured looks of the orphan children in the Ukraine as they rock in their cribs.

I carry…

My family in prayer; may God bless them and keep them sound.

I carry…

Burdens and obligations, laughter and tears, anger and depression.

I carry…

Myself.

9 responded with...:

Steve said...

You carry something that the world needs more of..........

Love!

Awareness said...

I love this.........so poignant and somehow ethereal.

beautiful writing. I am going to print it off and keep it.

myrtle beached whale said...

very nice take on the prompt.

UL said...

How true, loved the last line -
"I carry..Myself", thanks.

paisley said...

and the weight of the world is upon you...

tumblewords said...

As always, you've penned a thoughtful post!

Patois said...

You carry so very much. Wonderful take on the prompt.

June said...

Very nice.

TheVasquez3 said...

i can relate...thank you for sharing!

Happy Sunday!