a few given words


I can’t help that I am who I am,

A writer, a poet, an artist, a baby,

a crier who cries,

sheds tears like lies,

oh what contradiction you are —

a giant surprise!

look in his eyes,

water will form,

smiles will swarm

and turn all those leaves like a storm,

for believe me he’s tough,

tough as his faith,

difficult as can be,

almost impenetrable —

it’s a blessing he fears the Lord.

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