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Life

Life Be Cradled

Let the soft and delicate know me.

Let my life be cradled

by the warm arms

of peace.

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Life

The Ache Of Ever After

When the sun joins hands

with the silver white mountain tops,

she will remember him.

And an ache will drift slowly

across the heart left

between them.

An ache of ever after’s

‘what if.’

An ache

always to linger on.

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Life

Let Them Laugh

‘Let them laugh!’ they giggled,

as they hitched their skirts up

and danced with the wind.

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Life

Everything While I’m Alive

There are days when I fall to my knees.

When the wind leaves me hollow, and my tears water the dust.

And I say to the ache of life—

I feel you.

Still, I ask you to stay.

Because without you

I am only half the soft girl within.

And I choose to be her everything while I’m alive.

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Life

Bravely

To me

there is no longer an option

to live anything but

bravely.

And completely.

Knowing all that I need

is inside of me.

And nowhere else.

Ever.

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Poetry

Naked

She stood before the mirror

naked.

First, she saw that her soul was bare.

Next…her body.

Perfect white,

creased by a lifetime of curving

for others.

So fragile stood the moment

of naked.

So solid stood the lifetime ahead.

Of naked.

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Permission to Breathe

For the girl who is miserable:

No. You are not the only one.

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For the boy who is angry:

No. You are not broken.

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For the human that tries so hard to be a version of perfect that doesn’t exist:

I see you.

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And now that we all know where we stand…

it’s time for us to take one more step.

And breathe.

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Poetry

Gentle

I try to be gentle with the girl inside me.

She is imperfect.

She hurts, and she hurts others

as she tries her best to be.

She thinks and she thinks,

and she doesn’t think enough

until something in the air breaks

and tells her,

‘Hush. Be kind to the one that matters most in your world.’

And so I try to listen to the air as it crackles.

And so I surrender

as I wait for my sunflower to bloom.

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Life

Who Am I

In the books.

In the sky.

In the wind, in the trees.

In the music.

I look, and I listen

and I ask:

Who am I?

And am I a big kid yet?

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