Iron Love
Let me stumble,
I promise you I’ll stand up;
Let me stumble,
wretched knees gain a callus;
Let me stumble,
I’ll win, I like to scuffle;
Let me stumble,
my base will become iron;
Let me stumble,
and just love me when I do.
Copyright © Melani Udaeta | Year Posted 2024
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