A smiling woman enjoys a walk through a vibrant, blooming garden path. You were the making of meEven though you were breaking meBecause you made me awareOf who I did not want to beI remade meThoughtfullyKindlyI looked at youAnd I chose differentlyI chose to walk a human pathWhere no one around meNeeds my approvalHas toContinueContinue reading “Making”
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Deb Hawken - Amorah 