After believing a lie
from a weakened soul
while I lost a yes
At only 4 years old.
And thinking then,
I would surely expire
I reached outside
higher and higher.
but grounded properly
by self-fulfilling prophecy
that my mother would not like me.
Despite the love of two
siblings and her,
and the certain correction from
the well-trained father
my ability to talk the truth
did surely escape me.
Growing up salty,
and growing up sweet
I set myself up to be trampled
that secret I kept
and it continued to vet
my most unusual training.
And then again, in
scholarly training
the little brick girl began
entering a living
beyond the lie.
And started to write
the truth from her sight
and talk from sealed lips
to hang on tight to the truth.
Purple Pennies 