One day
a child will look
straight into the tired
eyes, the weary
face of the wrinkled
person staring
back at you in the mirror & whisper
that they deserve the deepest
kind of love, the best kind of life
& devote yourself to giving it to them
all over again
as long as you can
J.c Moyer you made this gorgeous poem with very simple ideas. Thank you so much
🙏