Thursday, December 4, 2025

Be Proud


Be Proud
By Lord R.e. Taylor

Stroke by stroke
The colors appear
They may look random
People will not understand
They will look at it
Many will say ‘what the hell’
Others may just walk past
A few will probably like it
But it does not matter
Every color and every stroke
They came from the beats of your heart
You watched your baby grow
And it turned out perfect
You should be proud
Just as any parent should be

© Poem – III/XI/MMXXV
LRET


 

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