The same

( after Rupi Kaur )
in my life as I grew less young
the joy in the anticipation  
of breaking out on my own
was always good, as life was
to run like the wind as the wind
and be welcomed by Gran’ma
her gentle soul knew my restless spirit
and we often shared words
how much the same we’d grown
as closer I’d become and knew  
I’d never have what she’d had
and she was winsome in her loss
how beautiful she was that way  
the tears fell bitter on our
Written by Jade-Pandora (jade tiger)
Author's Note
Inspired by Rupi Kaur’s

For the Classic Corner’s tribute to Kaur: “the sun and her flowers”...hosted by Ahavati & JohnnyBlaze.
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