Thank You

I look up at the sky…

“Thank you dad.”

As I look at the sky…

I know you are crafted it.

All of it.

Eliminated who wasn’t worthy.

At the right time.

In the right way.

You put in my path..

crafted every circumstance.

Showed me the truth of those around me.

Gave me the courage to stand my ground.

The voice that I so needed.

The strength to stand on my own.

I needed to it to be hard.

That was was my path.

I was broken.

I let others overpower me.

I don’t know my worth.

I underestimated my value.

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