I was a secret child one who struggled - with self, with God, and my own sense of purpose. Now I am free newly hatched, from my shell, - leapt off the tree of life, spreading my wings for the first time ever. I am your lover protector and friend, one that dreamed dreams of true love, a pure love - aging together living together laughing together - with you. Your secret eyes, my secret eyes, always questioning yet always loving without saying a word. We don’t need to be free of anonymity, for the world to see – for us, all we need is our peace is our love and our tranquility.
This poem was a poetry prompt to edit a previous version of a poem you have written. I took this poem of mine and added some additional items for National Poetry Writing Month. This is also for Anna.