This Mold, My Mold
high and mighty, reaching 10 feet tall
never too far to hear the call
as my heart has made a home
still I dream for my mind likes to roam
taking heart rather than feeling lost
accepting truth no matter the cost
energy spent on the individual encounter
bringing hope and love which is rich in power
my hands stay soft yet strong
feet are planted regardless how long
I show up and stand up, now and always
growing and learning from all my yesterdays
being brave in laughter and in beauty
through this mold I will be me, truly truly