Stacey Smith
I am worthy of laughter, of joy and idyllic dreams,
Not just shattered ones, sadness and tears.
Feelings of exclusion whisper in my ear,
As I didn’t inherit the privilege or pedestal that comes with parenthood.
I had to forge my own path and navigate the aftermath.
But I see me, my unwavering strength and the courage that keeps me here,
Despite the cruel ignorance that lingers in the atmosphere.
