Prior to Subsequent

Worries so

Smiling a lot

Cry too often

Draws herself away

Seems only books are her escape away

Aids the needed

Only to realize she also  needs help

Beat down

On the curb

Looks down at herself

Sickly

Pushes herself too hard  

Is seeking help

A protector guides her through

Relieving her

Worries not

Smiles truly

Joyful times

Running around

Laughing big

Draws art

Creates beautiful paintings

Imagining stories with her mind

Stronger

Healthier

Happy

 

That she’s able to face the world.  

This poem is about: 
Me

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