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Anchor

Locked tight yet always near 
ready for when I need. 
A memory that I can reach
that I can quickly find. 
A treasure that all of us have
something that we all cherish. 
A common thread everyone human
possesses, personal and unique. 
Nobody can judge it and nobody
can can relate. 
It's the one thing we each 
cherish tight
Without ever feeling guilt.

My image and moment in time
pops in and out when needed. 
A day I decided I want to express
my artistic side. 
My Light Bright set that I loved 
so much seemed so colorful
but too small. 
I proceeded to get my markers
and color my closet walls. 
Happy sun and smiley faces
and stick figures of my mom and
dad. 

Look everyone what do you think?
Why are you yelling Mom?
Oh your right, that's why you bought
blank paper so I could paint. 
I thought the walls were a little 
too dull, fine I'll run now as far
as I can go. 
I'll get punished even if i try to explain. 

On my return home, 
I was ready for terror, 
but instead found peace. 
My father who usually was 
Mr. Strict, smiled a little. 
I sensed a secret pact. 
At that moment he calmed
my mom instead of the opposite way. 
Being a man of little words, 
emotionally bankrupt I'd say. 
He just said don't draw on the walls, 
when I wanted to create my own 
world. 

As young as I was, I somehow
understood, for he spoke
with his body instead. 
He was my hero even though
I was secretly scared of him. 
Try growing up with your example
to follow being not just a man that 
flies. 
A pilot that safely takes people
under his wing. 
Also a mentor who every night
risked his life patroling the streets. 

I maybe grew up with heart that
gives so much more than she receives. 
However this girl is also a soldier
only wishing for what's best with good deeds. 

I should have turned out as stiff
and as hard as he showed as a cop and pilot. 
I took the lessons that I needed to take 
being both loving and protective of my life. 
There is no way I can be one without
the other. 
When I love I immediately change into armor. 
After getting to know me you will quickly learn
its what makes me special, I have no choice, it's just me.

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