Stitches

My clothes have looked ripped,
torn, and haggard from the day
I was born. I didn’t think they
were worn down until they were
handed down. Despite the dirt,
I saw clearly. I got clothes yearly
at Goodwill, thrift stores: clearly.
I have fallen, tripped, and ripped
my clothes. It’s the way it goes.
Instead of feeling bad for myself,
I slowly got up looking for help.
It didn’t take long before I found
a queen without the silly crown.
She was happy to show me around.
Within days, I learned how to sew.
With learning to sew, I learned how
to heal. Each time I fall, I recall many
lessons that lessen the hurt and pain.
When I fall, I know my wounds will
heal and my clothes can be stitched.
When there is nothing left but love,
that’s when my life’s been enriched.

Room to Grow

In this life, there is room
for more love – more growth.
Like the sea, you and me
move back and forth on earth.
For what it’s worth, it works
if we are willing to work.
We must grow in this life
to brighten our own light.
There is time to still shine.
There is a chance to be free.
Remember: health is wealth.
Keep growing up. Don’t look
down. Look around and show
me how much you have grown.