You carry a question In the back pocket Of your mind, And if you Sit still long enough It makes you uncomfortable: “Do I matter?” The...

It’s not because You worked hard, Or journeyed far, Or checked off your list, Or finished, Or broke a sweat, Or made the grade, Or stayed...

Dear One, I believe you When you say You feel like a waste, But I’m afraid the Record kept spinning In your head skips And makes it sound...