I Write Poetry

Plates

In the depths of darkness
Hiding amongst friends
Getting ready to be used again
Every time that door is opened
A rush of hope
And then it's closed again.

Sometimes I see you succeeding without me
With someone else.
The star in my mind is momentarily extinguished
But eventually you return and I am chosen
To help you with your simple task.

Thank you for believing in me.
Although my role seems miniscule
Know that I am proud.