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.
You exhaust me
You fill my cup
I wanna eat you up
You’re wild
You’re sweet
You’re something in between
In this world of brokenness
There’s nothin for me to do
But keep on loving you
You are my legacy
A light continuing to shine
Long after I’m gone
My love fuels the flame
May you burn so bright
The years must squint
At your everlasting beauty.
Kacie B. Sharpe 