Something Holding On

Did you find it on your own,
When you were lost so long ago?
Hiding, where was it hiding,
Somewhere in your soul?
I found it yesterday,
In a dumpster by my home
That little feeling, maybe, sort of
that I am not alone.

It was there, smiling, free
Something in it calling to me
I think, maybe, possibly,
I had known it all along-
That whatever the world took from me,
there’s always something standing strong…
Something, I think, maybe,
that’s always holding on.

 

 

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