A poem for Maeyet

things are not always the way they seem

they could be harder than you make them appear

you smile through it all

a sweet gentle smile with twinkling eyes

but sometimes a deep sadness sometimes pain

hidden behind that smile

you glide through it all

an effortless meandering

over every path you take

no matter how rugged or rough

beneath your feet that glide

because

you are

a fresh breeze

a whiff of the cool morning air

a spot of sunshine

a touch of hope

a warm embrace

a harbor of sanity

a goblet of cheer

a vessel of love

a welcoming heart

a giving tree

a fountain of youth

an ocean of life

all colors of the rainbow

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