I am grateful
To the past version of me
Who asked for blessings
Like you
And then forgot all about it.
I was in a chest
And found them
Written on fluttering bits of paper.
Those forgotten prayers
For you.
YOU ARE READING
A Year In Poetry
PoetryHappy 2020! I will be putting one whole year of poems in this book. We'll all see what happens! A lot of the poetry I write is to help me understand the world around me. One day it might be a love poem, the next it might be about chicken nuggets. Fo...
