maybe they won’t

sleep
or smile all day

maybe they won’t remember
a single thing I say

maybe their letters won’t improve
maybe their friendships will come and go

maybe they won’t listen
maybe they won’t line up
maybe they won’t sit down
maybe they won’t shut up

and maybe none of that is so bad
at all

maybe what they, and all of us, need
is just a place to be
safe
and know
that there is space
for us and every feeling and every
every need
and everything we bring
into today
at least
they’ll know (I think)
that here, they knew
that they had space
for every feeling
and every need

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