
“Remember this: The drops make the ocean.
Just as rain helps flowers grow, I longed for support, with stars in my eyes and hope in my heart.
I waited to be saved, like the waves – beautiful to some, a tragedy to others.
Then, a hand reached out, assuring me everything would be okay.
A word can make or break a person; the drops make the oceans.
Your encouragement helped me build confidence.
Hearing ‘I’m proud of you’ kept me going.
It was rare, but for a moment, I felt content.
Thank you for being the light in a healing heart.
Amid the beautiful flowers in the morning, I spot a dandelion.
I bent down, whispered my wish, and blew it off in one breath.
Despite being blown away, the dandelion starts anew somewhere else.
I used to feel like an unfinished poem, unwritten thoughts, but you made me believe I could be beautifully written.
” Thank you.”






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