FOR YOU, QUIETLY.

We met where voices rose in evening Prayer,  

Pastor's child but we weren't really there  

No hello then,  

No smile to break the ice,  

Just passing by as if we meant no price.  

Then time went on and we didn't talk at all,  

Till someone said "He knows you from school".  

That's when I found out you were there before,  

In the same place but we walked right past  

Now you're 19, and you're not the same kid.  

You've got this way of helping people when things get bad  

Friends run to you when their heads get heavy,  

You hold it steady without making it steady.  

You are too smart, but don't show it.  

You just read, you learn, but don't make it loud  

Though in different schools,  

But we still tried,  

To keep each other going when tired  

Quiet boy, that's what you are,  

Not loud but steady right where you are.  

You can joke around when you feel like it  

But you also known how to keep it real  

And yes, I say "I can born you".  

By four whole month,  

That's my only receipt.  

I claim the age card like it's a big flex,  

Even though you act more mature.  

No big speech here, no birthday line  

Just this note, written in my own time.  

It's not much but it's all from me.  

A quiet thank you for being you  

#lightwords✨