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Why Are You Here?

People come into our lives for a reason.

If people come into my life for a reason,

Then why are you here?

Are you here to give me solace?

And to comfort me?

Or to heal my heart and soul?

To touch them?

Maybe you’re here to remind me who I was?

And who I can be?

To remind me I’m still alive?

And still a woman?

The most important lessons we learn

Are the most painful ones.

So why are you still here?

And why am I?

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This poem by Suzette Seveny is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial 4.0 International License.

By Suzette

Writer, reader, player, procrastinator, bossy pants, and slightly weird.

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