Kacie B. Sharpe

Poetry, short prose, & general musings.

Watching her

I see that she never

Learned to ask

For what she wants.

Just say it, dammit.

Grab this life

and say what it is

That your heart is longing for.

I will not pass this down

To my baby

Just learning how to tell me

That she’s mad

I have to remember

To tell her, that it’s ok.

It’s ok to feel.

Say what it is, baby- that your heart is longing for.