For being the glue,
For being strength when you thought you were not.
For being my sounding board.
For viewing my demons without judgement.
For understanding without fear.
For those conversations which you listened to
and read as I raved and mumbled
For knowing the me who exists without running.
For letting me in.
For sharing your voice.
For sharing your thoughts.
For trusting me,
Both with secrets and with demons.
For your care, and your support.
For the smile, both yours and mine.
There are paths which you will walk
And terrors which you will run from
Trials that you will face
And sins that you will commit
Mistakes that you will make
And aches you will learn from
You are strong
And you are strength
You will make the right decisions when the time is right
And you will soar when you have stretched your wings
You will bruise
You will break
But you will also heal
And in time, you too will be healed
“Life is good” will be your creed
One day, it will not mock you
And one day
Those unopened wings,
They will fade away,
And in time,
there will be skies.
Bright. Blue. Clear. Skies.
To the one with the big heart
The eagle who will face storms–
To the girl with the dimples,
They suit you,
Perhaps you should finally let them have their day?
Kadeen Nichelle Oksana Waldron
Sunday, July 28, 2013 1 a.m.