Guidance
I am an orange ball
Bouncing up and down
Bright and glaring
Guiding others
Showing them how to sing
This song
An important song
I start by building them
Cell by cell
Until they are free
Then I feed them
So they grow
And learn
I am an orange ball
Sometimes they sing high
And sometimes low
Sometimes the note
Is broken
Cracked
But I keep going
A momentum
That pulses with love
One day
They will not need the ball
But shall sing life’s
Chorus on their own
Maybe they will remember
A little orange ball.
Posted: Monday, October 28th, 2019 @ 9:54 am
Categories: Poems.
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