“I can,”
She said,
And she did;
When believing
The first line
She spoke,
Even at this end.
Waxing poetic on thoughts, theory & the times
“I can,”
She said,
And she did;
When believing
The first line
She spoke,
Even at this end.
Breathe, dear one
You are home
No doubt
No doubt
Just breathe
In and out
Infinitely
This is all
You.
Dreams can come true
Believe
Sweet dreamer
Sweet believer.
It’s arrived.
1.28.2023
10/7/18
Your tears matter.
I believe your fears,
I believe your tears,
I believe you.
I believe.
I and you,
You are not alone,
Nor need you ever be,
Because you matter,
Yes, YOU;
You matter.