Tuesday, August 24, 2021

WORTHY



I talk quickly
to everyone 
but 
children.

I think I think my words are  
unworthy. 

Sometimes I am silent. 
And sometimes my words want out 
like my inhale wants out and so out they go...

...and yet I know
I must breathe and speak more slowly. 
My words are worthy. 

I am worthy
and the children and I  
all know it. 
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