For Mel

I know her life is not the life she’d choose
And yet her choices brought her to this day
The game of life is not a game to lose
The dice are cold and all of us must play
But in her voice I heard the warmth of hope
And that is how I know that she will win
She’s not content to sit and merely cope
with someone else’s rules; her thoughts begin
to clarify her mind and move her heart
into a life where everything is new
where she can have a second chance to start
Where every sky she sees is brilliant blue.
And every choice she makes compels belief
that life is more than just a random thief.

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