Lee is an aspiring writer who makes poems in his free time. Words and lines give him comfort in trying times.
It isn’t the way we talk
Or how on two legs we walk
It’s on the hands of a mother or a painter
Able to bring life and meaning to another.
It’s not because of his muscles
Or the ability to solve puzzles
But how he carries on after pain
And make those losses his gain.
It’s not with his 20/20 vision
But his great hope and ambition
He fills his home with love and grace
And tries to make the world a better place.
Mistake is in his nature
As he hangs on in this venture
But as long as he sees a light
He goes up and continues to fight.
No person is ever the same
Every day is exciting or mundane
Different faces, different culture
Without unity, what’s going to be his future?
© 2019 Lee Yael