Reclamation
I can grow wherever my seed is planted
I can hold on to what supports me.
My reclamation proclaimed.
I will bloom where placed.
I will seek out the light
I will stretch to feel each drop
Of water, or snow or dew
I will survive
I can reclaim who I am
Hold on to what comes my way
Reach up and forward
I will value the support given to me.
Mary Ellen South |
