If you could see, little kid you, just walking down the street…
Growth
We worry so much, about flash and pomp, and the victories we can show off…
It’s not always the obvious mentors, the ones that mark the periods of your life, who make the biggest impact…
A seed waits in the dirt, but the ground is too cold, and the rain hasn’t been heavy enough…
you stretch and stretch
and squeeze out tears
and hope you don’t tear
One flame into two,
a flower into a field…
I don’t believe
in second chances,
I believe
in working every day,
getting better,
treating you…
I am not porcelain,
I am not fine china,
my hair is natural,
thank you very much…
