One Never Knows

(or listen here)

She’ll never know

She’ll never know what it feels like

To be loved

To be wanted

To be anticipated

To be listened to

To be known

To have a touch on the shoulder

She’ll never know

She already knows

She already knows to be aware

That stars are magical

That sunrises/sunsets are breathtaking

That babies are miracles

That music and books are soul comforts

That optimism is a privilege

That barefoot is best

She already knows

Knowing things is abundance of gratitude.

The absence of knowing is painful.

Awareness of absence is forever grief.

She already knows she’ll never know, yet

She carries on with her life of awareness.

Love, Ms. Herisme xoxo

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