Tuesday 6 June 2017

Own way home.

A day of mini tests.
A day without a moment to pause.
A day you could have lost yourself,
But you chose to make it yours.
You came back fighting,
You stared into space,
You gained some composure,
And wiped your face.
I wish you wouldn't disappear,
In to your self generated storm,
But I am so very proud of you,
When you find your own way home.

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