Every sister
and brother, it is now high
time to be the light.
Give your children love
for breakfast, tell them their sweet
hearts are mighty swords.
Only the softest
will cut through the hatred, and
the sun, it will rise.
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erika moss gordon
unlearning through poetry
Thank you thank you thank you…
Just spent the morning sobbing and your words are rays of sunshine and love I so needed to hear. Love you sooooooo much my friend!
Thank you, thank you, Erika!! I needed this. These are soothing words in a difficult time.
Mary Hall
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Beautiful!
This poem helped a lot of people. So many of us are struggling with how to explain this election to the children in our lives. Thank you for your wisdom!
what beautiful words to comfort us all from a dear friend with the most beautiful soul. Love you sister… oxoxo