..
We go
(forth),
we multiply, by our
selves. We embrace
love and trace our
selves in papered
skin. We grin. We
lend a hand. We
stand for what is
right and fight
when needed, on
our knees. We are
worriers and
warriors,
the beautiful
broken. We know
what it means to be
graffiti’d in grace
and held. We’ve
spelled our own
names in curse
words and ink.
We’re teary eyed
and torn; we’re
wearied
and we’re worn
,
but we’ve still got
time
love
joy
peace
patience
kindness
to spare.
..
NovPAD, day 22 (two for Tuesday).
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