One day you will see that for every time
you forgot to see me you set another part of me free. Oh, your metaphorical bars are heavy and some days they drop around me and sink their spikes deep into the core of my being. But that’s okay, ultimately they are freeing. The lessons you teach, show me to reach, the lessons I learn I truly earn. So thank you, truly from my heart for showing me just now far, I can go alone. And when the day comes and you moan, remember these are the seeds you have sown.
Karen Hayward ©2016