Rock-A-Bye

Wild Heart Scribe

Don’t deny that I am here
when you can hear my whisper
above your shouts,
when you feel the wind
beneath my fists
slam your chest

Don’t say I’m not real
when every time you close your eyes
you see mine looking back at you,
when you are never more than a
moment away from speaking my name

Don’t pretend you don’t know me
as you walk by
when you feel the breeze of me
every time you enter a room,
when every thought you have
carries my scent

There is no denying
who I am
what I am
or that I am.
Rock-a-bye,
lie,
rock-a-bye

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