I am .....Love
I am...love. Adoration shows as a single twinkle in my eye. Sigh , I smile bright and want others to shine in delight with me. Maybe, engulfed in darkness, I will lend a hand if able. Stable, is my grip for I want to help. Welp, that's me. Young, happy, and free. if only you could see what's inside. Pride, I never try to hide. Momma taught no shame, only glory and brains. Games I like to play on the sidewalk with my siblings. I keep those memories, cant fathom the importance of family. A burst of colors that's what I am. Cant erase, trace, or fake, for my colors are great. Made by God, shaped from my mother, I AM LOVE.
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