#WritcoPoemPrompt42

When I was a kid,
you taught me how to love,
you also taught me how to rise above-

You were my hero when I learned how to walk,
You are still my hero,
Even when we talk.

We speak through dreams,
And through my prayers,
But I will never forget,
How you are always there.

You took us to New York City,
Granted, I was a kid in a state so pretty.

We walked through a chaotic...