Thursday, September 20, 2012

For her, I stand up


The ground’s a bit shaky,
And my feet all slippery,
My hands shiver,
My voice sounds quiver..

But I must stand up
For there awaits a mother,
With dreams in her eyes,
And a sparkle in her smile..

For her,
I stand up,
For her,
I speak out..

My gaze falls upon her,
My worries seem to blur,
The shivering stops,
The shaking drops
My fear vanishes,
My fluency astonishes

But I stand only for her,
For the joy on her face
For the tears in her eyes
For her,
I stand up,
For her,  
I speak out..

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