Emily Child

What is it I see when you look at me?

Scrying Through the mirror of my legacy’s eyes.

I feel echos of shame.from you.

Did I let you down that much?

Here am I searching for that tiny seed planted long ago

when you believed in life, when you believed in your heart.

On the beach, with cocoa, in the forest with fairies,

carving pumpkins with friends….laughing.

Alive.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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