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
HERISME 