In The Name Of Gratitude

Poetry
@busyinwonder

I saw,

I heard,

I wrote as the world

Continued to tilt.

Through chaos new lines

Were built,

Through tears

New pastures grew.

I sat still to study you,

So with words I could honour you

For all of the things that brothers do.

The things no others would do.

And for that I’m grateful.

Asya Valentine, BusyInWonder

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