( a very short poem about missing someone )
I miss you, I miss you I do
like the moon
misses darkness in the depths of winter through.
Sophie
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The Sunday Letter
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Hello, I'm Sophie
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If this spoke to you
The Sunday Letter
Coming soon: a poem, a gentle practice and one mother's voice, every Sunday morning. Until then, a new poem arrives on Instagram each week.
Your host
Hello, I'm Sophie
Poet, mother of two boys, and the one who lights the candles here. This space belongs to all of us. Read our story
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