I have not written in a while,
Be patient love, do not rile.
It will not be pretty, but brave
Like the way you would crave.
You can be as strong as Mother,
what others say, will not bother.
Paving your way through storm
As it eases, it becomes a norm.
For you, I am humble and kind.
For others I may be almost blind
To have faith in the stubborn kid,
Who has a golden heart, I can bid.
Those soothing words,were respite
from the chaos, as we talk tonight.
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