I wrote a poem. It just happened. My heart swelled, my brain whirled, my eye-brow twitched. And voile, my entire being was suddenly completely focused on wanting to put words to paper [{ or screen, as I would have it }] and get it onto something more substantial than my thought patterns. What was originally meant as a picture dedication turned into a poem. Well, there you have my friends.
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Image © Jess Swinburne, 8th February 2011
I Am For You
This is for everyone that I love, and that loves me.
This is for all my friends, past and present.
This is for those who have taught me something, or helped me become the person I am, and the person I will be.
This is for anyone who influenced my life positively.
This is for anyone and everyone who guided, nourished or cared for me.
This is for the people who knocked me down and then picked me back up.
This is for anyone who ever smiled at me, winked at me playfully, and cared enough to ask me how I was.
This is for those who helped me when I hurt or let me help them when they hurt.
This is for those who helped me with a problem, or held me while I cried, and let me do the same for them.
This is for all those who made me cry, and in a way, made me stronger too.
This is for everyone who guided me when I was lost or found me in the dark.
This is for anyone who danced with me in the rain and laughed with me in the sun.
This is for the people who inspire me to be a better person, or tried to push me a little further into the light.
This is for those who have shaped and molded me, and taught me how to be myself.
This is for the people who helped me through adversary and ‘loved me gently into being.’
This is for everyone who made me do something I didn’t want to and helped it to become one of my amazing life experiences.
This is for anyone who was a cliché with me, or helped me bash one.
This is for anyone who rocked my socks, and let me rock theirs.
This is for the people I laughed, cried and smiled with.
This is for the people who watched the stars, moons, and clouds with me.
This is for those who came out of the bad with a stronger heart and a better outlook on life, and helped me to do the same.
This is for those who caught me when I jumped and taught me how to fly.
This is for anyone who loved me enough to tell me when I was wrong, and helped me to do right.
This is for everyone who showed me the blessing in the bad, the good that can come from chaos and the sometimes necessary in the calamity of life.
This is for the people who supported me when I was about to fall, and helped me achieve success when I was on the brink of failure.
This is for my first love and my first crush and the person who taught me the real value of ‘firsts’.
This is for the people who deserve to be among the stars and the people who showed me to see my reflection in the clouds.
This is for all the angels in disguise hiding throughout my life, and for those to whom I have been an angel.
This is for the people who encouraged me to stretch and grow my gifts and talents.
This is for those who told me I’m beautiful and made me feel beautiful in my own skin.
This is for the people who hug me tight and spin me ‘round.
This is for anyone who stood at my back while I stared my fears in the face and let me hold their hand while they did the same.
This is for the people who let me sing at the top of my lungs, even though I can’t.
This is for the people who taught me how to love without condition and without restraint.
This is for the people who showed me the colour in the dark and the spectrum in the light.
And above all else, I am for you.
© Jess Swinburne, 9th February 2011
