Photo by Ivana Cajina on Unsplash
It's a frequency in the body
A constant murmured cry
A stronger feeling of pride and love
That survives the rain
For you are a blessing, with, and without me
As your toes reached for mine
Only for you to tell me you had to learn
How to walk alone
Nothing changed but the incoming silence
That I break occasionally when I read
Three letters on my wrist
The poetry of you, a mantra
Seeds for the fields of a better tomorrow
About the Creator
Vili
Bitter patter
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