Share This Post

I have an uninvited friend.
She came to my door last night, again, and I almost pretended to be out.
But it was too late, she saw me peering through the blinds and she can sense my energy anyway.
I let my friend in and she wrapped her arms around me, uninvited.
We stayed there like that, quietly, just some sobbing, some sighing
and a little silent crying.
Without saying a single word, my friend gave me three things.
She gave me a hug, she gave me some ice-cream (my favourite kind) and most of all, she gave me back my hope.
I had lost it again you see, outside somewhere.
And she found it, like she always does.
And brought it back to me, uninvited.
I hope you have an uninvited friend, like mine.
I can’t imagine life without one.

Donna Ashworth, from my new collection ‘Wild Hope’ 🩶

Wild Hope 📚

More words…

Illustration of teacher watering students with plants on their heads


Thank you, to the teacherswho work harder than we seealways finding waysto turn learning into glee thank you, to the teacherswho see faces in their