(Some words inspired by Regina Spektor’s song, “on the radio”)
She walks wobbly and balancing along the driftwood
She peers inside herself
She takes her grace, empathy and understanding
Holds it up to the light
A smile gently crosses her face and touches her eyes
She tries to love these pieces
But she can’t help but wish for courage, boldness and confidence
But she takes her grace, empathy and understanding
And gives it away,
They keep her alive, pumping her own blood
And when she gives,
She keeps someone else alive, pumping someone else’s blood.
They walk arm in arm, hoping not for harm
Just to love and be loved in return.