Bright

I'm learning to ask for what I want

I'm learning to communicate

I'm learning to not take the answer personally

I'm learning to wait

I'm learning it's not always about me

I'm learning to respond.

I'm learning it doesn't take from me

when I give

I'm learning to love

one and all

and the one

child or grown

I'm learning to hug all

I'm learning to grow

here or there

or near.

I'm learning not to ignore

I'm learning rather to grow

into the pleasure

and the fear

and the laughter

and the tear.

I'm learning to hug my heart

I'm learning to kiss my soul

I'm learning to wipe my fears

I'm learning to soften my core

I'm learning to ask

I'm learning to listen

I'm learning that one can exist independently

and I'm learning it's not always me. 

I'm learning that every little, big, fragile, strong soul in this big, giant universe

has holes they're trying to mend

I'm learning to cover your soul

with love

with compassion

with honesty

with warmth

with passion

I'm learning to shower your soul

with all the softest kisses ever given

while giving you all the space

and all the time

until you mend your holes

and I mend mine

so we can start sewing parts of our souls

with the prettiest flowers of spring

and water them

with the tastiest tears of our lives

and they grow and grow and grow

and cover us in lights

and we're here

and there

near

or where

we just stay somehow

and also go

our flowers grow us together

while we just grow

grow as we go.