Friday, February 7, 2014

The Compass

Rummaging through, I find a compass
It points north
I look ahead and see my brother
Same blood, strong and protective 
I look left, it points east 
I look up and see my sisters
Beauty, sincerity, and purity 
I turn back, it points west
I see mom and dad
Foundation and unconditional love 
I slowly turn left, it points south
My friends, my support
A tear crawls south 
No matter the direction, I feel safe 
I breathe...

Delfino Espino

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