Part II

I didn’t understand it.

I wondered,

Where had she gone?

This little girl

Who looked so much like me

Was smiling.

Tapping uniform heels together,

Maybe one more time

And we’d be transported back home.

Transport me back to ‘the before’.

Before that bubbled way of living

Became cold,

Back to the before

You fell out of love with self,

Back to the before

We woke up living two miles away

From the sanctuary our family was birthed in.

Back before home became lie

And lie became the out to all our problems.

Take me back to the before

Where the courage to be brave still exists

And the thought of becoming a coward scared you more so we lived out more of our truths.

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