For He Is Me
For He is Me
by M. Griswold
01172021
By the same mother we’re begat within.
Of one flesh and blood, I am apart of him.
Through the same spirit he’s a piece of me.
An imperfect reflection of another that be.
We may not agree in what each believes.
Nor see eye to eye in all each conceives.
Different in many ways and yet the same.
Each a part of a part from which we came.
For he is me and I am him within this life.
No matter each’s level of trouble or strife.
Accepting those differences that we do share.
I take his burdens as mine, in love, to fully bare.
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