© Veronica A. Shoffstall 1971
holding a hand and chaining a soul.
and company doesn’t always mean security.
and present's aren’t promises.
with your head up and your eyes ahead...
not the grief of a child.
To build all your roads on today,
and futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight.
if you get too much…
and decorate your own soul...
Instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.
you really are strong,
you really do have worth.
with every goodbye,