You

You see me with mud covered glasses

feel me with shaky hands

love me with missing pieces

and reach for me with broken arms

But I,

I will wash away the dirt of yesterday so you can see the sun

I will hold those hands steady so you can learn gentleness

I will make new pieces to fill in what's been stolen

And I, I will step close enough so you don't have to reach

- Jessi

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