Don’t scorn
me for trying
for the heartache underlying
my pillow every night.
Don’t frown
on my smile
for learning to gather feathers
and take flight.
Unknown in my own skin
Don’t scorn
me for trying
for the heartache underlying
my pillow every night.
Don’t frown
on my smile
for learning to gather feathers
and take flight.
seasons: a poetic journey 
This is lovelyyy and so truly written 🙌🏻💞💞
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