Was a very long day, and when was up in the Hospital, to see my Grandpa Today (Sunday) and I was in this Hallway as it felt like an Eternity, I stood and wrote this Poem in a message for my Wildflower, I decided now that I'm Home Hours Later to tell it, for they deserve to be Heard, these Words I Now Speak. One thing I hate tho is the feeling of hospitals when ya stuck just watching someone and that's all ya can do. But least as far as we concerned he could hear us and he knew we were there with him. ..last time I've been in this situation was 12 years ago. And now it's not me and my father but my mom's. . Which tho I'm glad it's more peaceful for.my mom and she gets to say her goodbyes. Been standin in a hallway for hours it feels so hears your first poem of the night "I know me making a mess of my mind was unexpected, unavoidable, and under my own head, sometimes when ya brain flutters back to a similar experience like last time I've been to this point it brings the worst out....sometimes I may be an over worrier but I still feel allllll above was necessary tho it coulda been just wrote out on paper instead of using your messages as thought bubbles to myself. It was like a blank canvas and I bled all over but by the end of it the blood turned from one pool to many pools and suddenly those pools , new colors formed. And outta of it all in and out all around and in between each crevice, was shade and lighting, suddenly those mesh of blended up colors, flung around like lightning but by the end of the storm that brewed up, came up the sun shining and before our eyes right there, in our very lives, the colors came alive you see, the settling of the dust, the calm of the winds fierce howl, and now no storm was seen around, Not even a single black cloud, oh such a magnificent high blue sky, and suddenly it became clearer like for you and I, that we're all apart of the bigger picture, that's more than life, masterpieces human beings, precious stars that guide home the lost at night. We're all here for a purpose, its just each individual is left being without apart of themselves at the surface, come due time, even amongst the hundreds to thousands of different lands in this big open world, we all find apart of ourselves when we are meant too, as we live to survive, the thrill of the chase, the excitement of the tracking, the atmosphere when in search of what it is you seek to hunt. Only when ya can understand the meaning of a beat, is by finding thy heart and appreciating it for it fighting to be alive. No matter how tired it gets, it doesn't quite til It can't no longer, so why not follow the remedy one step at a time. Why not do the important step and keep on giving another try... nothing else worth more than the satisfaction of understanding the value of your presence as a Life. " ❤️ #Followplease #PoetatHeart #tomywildflower #loveyougrandpa #iwishicouldamadethispoemsooner #Valueyourtime #ValueyourPressence #ValueyourLife #OneStepataTime! #NewEraSuperStars