She Sings In Story
Still.
Yet growth is worth it..for me
I can hear the song
Its of some far away
It seems unnecessarily without the
Audience so deserving Flooding her
Imagination not her eyes as usual
Giving hope for its relevance as expected
alone as she sings, words poetic
heard as music inside my selfish uncaring as I am as she wishes
forgeting whats taught
In such a hurried confusion
A way out of shadows
wandered into by accident
Her light that now
Casts me my own shadow as needed
With clear instructions and discretion
I'll start it all over if it means
To hear her sing for the broken
With hope it was me
that inspired her involvement in
Being the closest we have
Seen with health and beauty
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