Cord

With your first breath,
you made me proud,
clutching my heart,
making it pound
.

You suckled your thumb,
I touched your ears.
Thanking above,
that you are here.

A toothless smile,
you wore all day.
Our world an isle,
embraced we swayed.

While teaching you,
I taught myself.
As candles blew,
we both excelled.

We both grew up,
reflective eyes.
We conquered humps
and always tried.

Still to this day,
pride makes me cry,
I release delays,
so you can fly
.

– Grace Y. Estevez

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  1. Wow! This is so beautiful and I especially love that last stanza!!!! Lovely as always, my friend!!! You continue to blow me away with your awe-inspiring pieces!! 🖤🤗

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