When you see me
sitting here, the sun
bright in my eyes
and warm
on my arms,
you may think I am
alone. But that
chair beside me
is not empty.
When the world
seems too fierce
and burdens
too heavy to bear,
I offer them a seat—
and, there, they wait
patiently, for me
to rise again.
(c) 2019, by Hannah Six
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