Voice Of An Unwanted - Poem by Jessie Hopkins
I had a hope.
A hope to explore the world,
to change it, to save it.
I had a dream.
A dream I would've forgotten,
discovered, changed, fulfilled.
I had a heart.
A heart that already knew you,
waiting to feel your love.
I have a wish.
A wish you would've wanted me.
Now I wait at the Gate
for you, my mother, to come home.
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