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. Iโ€™m so happy to hear that it resonated with you, Tammy. Thank you so much for the feedback.I truly appreciate it.๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ’•

  2. Wow that last line!!! This whole piece is mesmerizing! Itโ€™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 ๐Ÿค—๐Ÿ–ค

    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.โค๏ธ

  3. Thanks for visiting me today. I’ve come to browse; like what I see. Will mark a follow if I can find button. ๐Ÿ˜€ 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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