Moving Forward


A little boy, made to shine shoes.
A little girl, singing the blues
.
Both neglected and both abused,
without a choice but to be used
.

Finding each other in sunlight,
forced to depart before the night
.
Not giving up, or losing hope,
with every day learning to cope
.

Enhanced each other, gaining strength,
providing love through any length
.
They worked and sang, purely for tips,
escaped their lives, taking a trip
.

So far away, they started new,
a unique world made to feel true
.
Realizing thoughts can form their tale,
empowering sword helped them prevail
.

Dying to all, yet still alive,
through chaos storms, they still survived
.
Forgiving those they left behind,
not looking back, now redefined
.

The life they left had made them strong.
Why should they concentrate on wrongs?
Instead, they killed all resentments,
made to forgive, not to ferment
.

Focused on goals and future plans,
the kindest hearts lending their hands.
Blessed as their gains always expand,
knowing their dreams fall where they land
.

– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy

28 thoughts on “Moving Forward

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  1. Aww, Grace how dare you cause me to shed a happy tear, lol. This is sweet. It reminds me of the journey with my very first boyfriend at age 15. We are still great friends today, lol!

    1. I’m so happy to hear that it resonated with you, Tammy. Thank you so much for the feedback.I truly appreciate it.πŸ’•πŸ™πŸ’•

  2. Wow that last line!!! This whole piece is mesmerizing! It’s so unique and filled with Universal lessons. This one is different from your usual but still has the signature Grace-touch, a dreamy flow and is just excellent! What a beautiful storyteller you are!! You continue to make me marvel at your amazingness, keep up this incredible work! I know you will πŸ€—πŸ–€

    1. Thanks so much, Ace!! What a lovely and inspiring compliment, my dear friend.
      I appreciate your continued heart warming inspiration and support! YOU are so very kind!! I appreciate you.❀️

  3. Thanks for visiting me today. I’ve come to browse; like what I see. Will mark a follow if I can find button. πŸ˜€ Love your poems.

      1. Words to sacrifice, gives courage for new things, some of us left our old self hanging upon a rope, under a tree, I love those words and how your structure them.

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