Keith Bond Jr.

Chances, by Keith Bond, Jr.

I wanna be cherish like a seed in the soil.
Embrace like a star from the sun.
Change me like time .
Love me like I’m your son.
Hold me with care .
Pick me up like crumbs.
Sample what I become.
Know I’m a good one.

Believe in me like a child dream.
Remember me like a famous legacy.
Understand me like a challenge,
just don’t leave me behind.
Toss to the side like trash in my life…..
As I Struggle N Strive

Author: The Painter.

Keith Bond,Jr.
DOC #A537103

Categories: Keith Bond Jr., poems

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