The Need to Be Me
I feel the need to be me
As fragmented as the pieces might be
Hoping, wishing, and praying, you see
You see me more whole than I seem to be.

Kyra’s Sunday Scribbles
Well a day late and a dollar short but better late than never I always say!
You’ve created a beautiful, strengthening poem. 😁
As far as I’m concerned there is no “late”. Come as you are, whenever ya like.
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Thank you and thanks for the kind words. I always enjoy your drawings, even if I can’t always think of a poem to go with them 😊
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