And often I feed her mind reassurance,
to put her thoughts at ease,
I've grown to understand that,
it's not her lack of understanding
she means to me
that parks doubt in her mind,
but the work of fear,
Fueled by a past filled with dark days.
YOU ARE READING
HER
PoetryFrom the Book HER by Pierre Alex Jeanty. PS: All credits belongs to the rightful owners.
