It's the gratitude that tears me up at night,
the burning thankfulness
that fills my soul
and makes me cry out,
"how could i
ever repay this kindness?"
A short little thing.
There are so many wonderful people in my life.
I like writing poetry. Not all of it is going to be a historical epic or an ode to something. These are like little glimpses of the subway in my mind; my train of thought isn't always artsy or symbolic or deep or meaningful, but I like to think that art takes ordinary things and makes people see a sort of beauty in them. So, look around- I've been doing this for a while. Enjoy ♥
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