Forever grateful

Poetry

November 2020

I reborn from the ashes of the past heartbreaks and wrong fires. He held my hand through the dust, cleaned my face and gave me hope. He was all I ever dreamed but better, far better.

He taught me how to embrace my strength, hold my breath and exhale the hate. He taught me all. From simple smiles to heavy bombs. He brought me back to life. He opened my eyes and I am forever grateful. Oh, yes I am.

I’m forever grateful.
Hope you know.
Hope you know.
I’m forever grateful.
I’m forever grateful.

But I have to let you go.

oranday

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