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This is not really a poem in any way so id like to apologize in advance, but I've just had a thought and I felt I should share it with you guys. My name is Alex I am 27, how is that relevant to anything? well allow me to explain, when I was a little kid I was really poor but the thing is I had no idea I was poor. See I've been thinking about it and I've realized there is only one explanation for my not knowing, that would be my parents, how?... I cant say I've ever gone hungry or did not have clothes to wear, but I do remember the struggle they when through, the food they took out of their plate to feed me, the hours I didn't see them because they were working long hours to barely get along in life. Now I also remember becoming bitter I felt a little lost not seeing them so to their "I love you" I responded sarcastically but they took it anyways and they soaked it in for days my words revitalized them some how. Healed them perhaps... Now I finally understand being 27 and having a child of my own.. An "I love you" means more than words can describe, it makes you stronger, makes you push harder, revives you.. So what I am trying to say is an "I love you"
Can be the difference between a shitty day and a magical one. So id like to ask you, whoever had the patience to read this. To go up to your mother and father and embrace them like you never have. Tell them that you love them, tell them that you appreciate them. I promise you it will light up their world. Lets heal each other more than we damage each other this world can be treacherous and dark and sometimes it is up to us to light the way..