Poem: Land of Inbetween – 30/01/21

Overwhelmed, 
called away from the line of duty, 
what do I recall?
What is there to own as mine?
Treasures of memories from a trove.

Responsibility must be taken, 
I can encompass my decisions as a whole, 
the knowledge that I’m assisting, 
even in small increments, 
helping growth. 

Of course, I cannot change others’ weaknesses, 
I cannot control their reactions and commotions, 
that is one left for the yearbook, 
something to reflect upon during the consideration of the
year’s cessation. 

They can and will either learn to sink or swim, 
I cannot make the decisions for them, 
only self-advocacy, 
support, 
and aiding achievements, 
the look upon their faces when having gained a success, 
the lilt in their voices when they’ve grown and a future’s been seen, 
now that is something to cherish,
the first sign of the land of Inbetween.

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