tinette holmes Poems

can I step back to the child that i was
to see through their eyes, to love how they love
when I was small my life fed my soul
with all life before me and no worries at all
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I look into your soft blue eyes
deep into that tiny black void
i am trying to catch a glimpse of 'you' inside
what does your soul look like?
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Look for your hope in the smallest of things
another day to wake up
another song you can sing
sunshine
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