For what it’s worth …
The elements of a poem
(a person of breathtaking, heartbreaking…beauty.)
She has the kind of eyes that remind you
To fan the flames that still can burn
There’s still plenty of the year left to run….
And all I hear is shouldn’t she know?
The risk, the chance, the abilities- they keep adding all of this weight onto her year…
I smile, and say,
I’m sure she’s fully aware of all of her abilities….
You’re a light in this year.
Don’t let them get you down.
Thank you for being you.