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amber submitted a contest entry to
Write a letter or poem to your younger self sharing what you love most about him/her 10 months, 4 weeks agoThe Wind
Amber EatonIt’s in the wind
the wildly abrupt
breaks the glass of your window
but leaves you untouched…
Except for the sound
as your chest pounds and caves
now sleeping with the echo
of the wind that made you brave.It’s in the song
the one on repeat
memorizing notes and lyrics
caressing feelings underneath.
Behind your quiet cloak
You wore for your small world…
a volume knob on a stereo taught you how to be heard.Pens, paint, and crayons
always in your hand
recreating what you dreamt
what you didn’t understand
With emotions hard to handle
and thoughts you can not hold
the pens, paint, and crayons
gave permission to be bold.It’s in the flower
the first wild growth
when the snow became the meadow
and you began to roam.
The flower showed such patience
only growing if untouched…
Except by the same wind
that taught us both so much.Voting is closed
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Amber, your creativity shines through in this poem and I can tell it has been a part of you since you were a child. While many of us either do not know how to express ourselves as children or are simply afraid to, your art gave you an outlet. Thank you for sharing your experience.
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OMG Amber, this is amazing. I love this part, “Pens, paint, and crayons
always in your hand
recreating what you dreamt
what you didn’t understand
With emotions hard to handle
and thoughts you can not hold
the pens, paint, and crayons
gave permission to be bold.”I used creativity a lot to express emotions that overwhelmed me or that I didn’t u…read more
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