I Will
Bruise me, for I will rise stronger.
Doubt me, for I know who I am.
Curse me, for I will show you favor.
Hurt me, HE will ease the pain.
Yet
Walk with me as the roads become straight.
Believe in me, for I am part of you.
Cherish us because we are one.
Hold my hand; see no difference.
Catherine Johnson Broussard, Poet
Copyright © Catherine J. Broussard | Year Posted 2020
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