“It’s not being knighted by the crown
It’ not being given each order known
It’s not a sculpture of one’s own
- that means the most to me
“It’s not being spoken highly of
It’s not being known as capable of
It’s not being seen as worth of
– that means the most to me
“It’s not the world to call my own
It’s not a house to call sweet home
It’s not a car to drive around
– that means the most to me
“It’s those little things you do
Your hug, your kiss, your smile, your stew
Your touch, your time, your play time too
– that means the most to me”
By Bertram Gayle
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