Rough Draft Craft

Carry me

Mother spirit

Grasp me

by the nape of my neck

And let me dangle

Scared

Having nothing underneath

And everything to lose

While you hold on to me

I hold on

To trust

To faith that

You see the path forward

That I could not simply walk

You’ve carried me always

And I am thankful

When you let me down

Let me down gently but

Make me think I was brave

Because I was,

Truly

And watch me mother Spirit

Watch me blossom

Watch me bloom

The flower from the seed you dropped

No, planted

Here on earth

Petals of love

Reflecting back at you in light

Maybe it’s seems simple

Popscicle sticks and glue so to speak

Thank you Letters and I love yous

written in crayon

But I know you read them anyway

And keep them in a shoebox

Somewhere in the universe.

Tied together with a bow

Stitched with A love

that will never let me go