Anything, Everything

I write a lot of stuff

About my friends.

I write a lot of stuff 

About anything,

Everything,

Under the sun I could

Possibly dream up or

Imagine.

But you?

Somehow

I've overlooked you.

I take you for granted - we all do.

How hard you work for every

Single

Student

Musician

Human

That crosses your path.

Your compassion,

Open,

Honesty.

The talk we had to have

And the way your tears fell openly.

How I wish

I could show you how much

I love you

And what a difference you made.

If not for you,

I would not be where I am now,

And I would not be going

Where I intend to go.

Thank you.

Thank you for

Everything.

From the day I first put my flute together

To this last upcoming year

And how hard I want to work.

You support me

In any way you can.

You mean anything -

Everything.

QueenBee

VT

13 years old

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    The beginners of the beat,

    Just learning the ropes,

    Figuring out their instruments -

    They come in, 

    Wide-eyed,

    And regard the older kids

    With awe.

     

    I love to be looked at this way

  • What if?

    What if I never find it?

    What if all of this is for nothing?

    I've been hurt by caring before.

    It's easier not to...but it's been a freedom for me.

    I don't want to give that up.

    I want to take the next step.

  • Amongst the clover

    Here you lie,

    Upon the grass,

    Clover disguising your fragile body.

    Far away from your nest and kin,

    How did you get here?

     

    Ruining your innocence

    Ruining mine

    Comes the wheel -