As I searched for the hope within these ashes,
I couldn’t have guessed you’d be the ember
that remained to light the night,
and that all the moments where hope was far
held tomorrows I wouldn’t have believe
Nothing takes away the sorrow
of the injustices I’ve seen,
but in watching you experience the world,
with eyes wide open, somewhat naively,
I can see the wonder again.
I can feel it in every question you ask
as you ask how we got here,
and why God allows the bad,
your little mind always looking to learn.
The tiniest ember growing fully
into exactly who you’re meant to be,
continually lighting up this dark world,
and I’m so grateful for this front row seat