Look at me
Read my words
Fold me up
Place me
In your back pocket
Or your shirt
Closer
To your vital organs
Or crumple me
Throw me
In the trash bin
Either way
I will still be here
Giving you words
Of (dis)comfort, strength
Waiting for you
To notice
Something valuable
To you
From me
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~ by April on June 24, 2012.
Posted in Family, Friendship, God, Humanity, Poetry, Writing
Reblogged this on sometimesihatemycat and commented:
I wrote this two years ago near the beginning of the public sharing of my poetry. It still speaks to me. Happy Poetry Month.