Megan
The air is humid
And the wind is cold.
She holds my hand to find warmth.
Her hand feels thin and her body looks weak.
But her mind is strong
For she has been carrying a load much
larger than herself for quite some time.
I picture her back when she was young and precious.
Eyes full of life
Heart full of wonder
Mind ready to create
And her soul soaring above the heavens.
Now, I’m afraid this load she carries is taking away her innocence.
And infecting her with ignorance
Blinding people from seeing her true self.
Instead, they see a crippled human
With no hope.
No belief that she is strong enough.
But I believe in her
I see the strength in her eyes
The love that is still in her heart
And her soul still soaring—
She looks at me and then looks up towards the sun.
Soaking in the last glimpse of light
she will take with her
on her journey to lighten this heavy load.
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