the focal point can be where it is most needed
give me strength words spoken by mother
sits with me forever now
forever young no matter how many days since
or until some understanding is reached
up higher without the ladder
last time fallen hit every rung
even when the sun is unseen
it's there for if it wasn't day
it would be called night
and darkness would be a void
which is it tonight, thought
or receiver no one seems to care
too much and never has time to contemplate
the floating thoughts and how they became
the ladder stood upon last time fallen
missed every step now standing
feet firmly grounded
remembering a first assignment and
how it was crushed next breath could very well be
beginning of the new season
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