be the difference

Aside



I remember

          being

   held by 

the sweet lullaby

of a loving mother’s

whisper on

the top of my wispy

head.

 

now

      I stare at

life’s finite hope

on the juvenescence 

playground-

jumping rope

riding the swings

round and round

and

         round

the May Day pole.

 

I’m holding my

head high

I’m soldier brave

I’m teflon tough and 

    rawhide strong

 

but

 

Hold my hand -

guide me through

this mercurial

journey.

 

use your words

to emery the

edges permitting

        me

the positive

self composure 

    i deserve

 

Witness my life.

 

infix laudable value

into who I will be - 
 

be the difference


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I am a child of the world

Listen to my fears

Listen to my heart

Listen to ME

 

Let me know I’m important

to someone

 

If I can’t say it

Say it for me

 

Let me know I’m

not alone in the world

 

Give my life meaning

Give me an opportunity

to be heard.

Give me a voice.

 

 

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