Birth
by Kevin Reilly
When I finally got tired of being tired
And of that too
I gathered together my courage
And while walking with a wise man his wisdom grew
Together we walked as far as he and his understanding
Could go
I was left alone as it had to be
My heart pounded while I clutched my memory
Feeling its security
Knowing it was felt by me
And being glad that’s who I was
I boldly lifted my mistreated head
Then rushing with joy and fully aware, I said,
“I love you.”
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