I may not get a medal
For every achievement I earn.
But if I did
Their weight would make me kneel in pride.
Take a year from my life
Pick it to pieces
And I will show you
Every win
Every joy
Every good day spent.
I cannot offer you a number of medals.
I cannot tell you my every achievement.
But I feel it in myself
A growing lightness
A nurturing eagerness
An easier smile.
My medals do not hang around my neck
They live in my heart
And swell with happiness.
I wish I could step back in time
And show myself how far I will go.
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The Heart Doctor
PoetryTravelling through the world of love and hurt. It's a train that will not stop when you want to. But god what a journey.
