may you be lifted from this poverty
may you know water’s sweet crystalline dew
may you feel a sun rise within you hot and bright enough to grow
may your forest rise loud as the chorusing birds
may your color be so colorful it spills and inks
may you see yourself covered and carried
may you remember how you are held
may you love yourself so deeply
may you love us too
c. 2022 Suzi Q. Smith
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