It's Always You
As small as a daisy
As noisy as a pond
Whether I be lazy
Or thought of as "blonde,"
You are there
Through the years
When it's hard to breathe the air
And after many, many tears,
Your laugh makes me warm
Your smile brings me joy
My heart begins to transform
Then my worries and fears seem to deploy.
When I'm stuck on my creation
Blocades filling my mind
You are there as my inspiration,
For we are forever entwind.
-K.P.K.
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