I was so afraid of breaking I would not bend
I have learned better



Past

For all of the flags I have waved
The ones I left behind
And the ones I keep in my pocket for a rainy day
For all the causes that built me
The ones the broken me
And the ones that hold me still
For the places I have been
The grounds I grew up on
The spaces I exist in
For all these things

I am finding where I stand




Poetry by ashley honig
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Written on 2012-11-20 at 20:07

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John Ashleigh
I loved the sentiment and the imaginative content. It is very expressive. Much enjoyed. Thankyou for sharing this with us. *applaud*

Regards,
John.
2012-11-21