i call upon you, believe faith in god's name,
and i am ordained in the beliefs and hopes of
a child/and i wait in the twilight of night for the
kiss of longevity/because faith is what i hold dear/
my fingers are calloused, scarred, and i have been
doing the work of gods/hoping that perhaps you will
bestow upon me the glorifications of a single wish/
the ones i blew upon dandelion fuzz, riding along their
coattails in the breeze/the ones i stared at in dark night
skies, waiting for shooting stars and first stars/a wish
you told me in a dream that you'd grant/and so i believe
waxy paper creases under fragile fingertips/and it's
folding upon folds/and i feel burdens lifted from my
shoulders/have you seen the way paper cranes smile
at you in the swirling designs of origami?/they grin
lovingly, beckoning to me in silent chirps/and i'm
smiling alongside them/waxy paper coming to life
every crease and fold is ingrained into my memory,
and when i close my eyes, i can feel the waxy paper
melting under my fragile fingertips as i draw the small
squares together, fingers trained to remember each motion/
and so i do the one thing that makes me remember youth/
makes me remember crying at night and drifting dreams/
i remember what it's like to be young again/what it's like
to dream once more
and they cannot fly/they're paper cranes/but i watch as they
soar in colors upon the blue sky/tints of hope and
tranquility embedded into their craft/and i cannot help
but smile/for they are my shooting stars in the day
I hit 100 followers today, and gosh I am still astonished. I will start this out by simply saying that I never thought I'd be here. When I hit thirty followers, I was under the impression that it would stop there and I was content with that. That was my first milestone and it made me overjoyed to realize how far I had come.
Fast forward to when I hit 75 followers, I thought it'd stop there too. But no, you all surprised me again, and here I am. To be honest, I'm still in shock. When I first saw those three digits appear, it still hadn't fully hit. It was the kind of shock that seeped into your mind and you didn't fully digest it until a little while later. And when it hit, gosh, I have never smiled as hard as I did then.
To think that all of you think that my writing is worthy enough to like and follow me for, I am astounded. I know I don't reply to a lot of comments, and I haven't done any thank you posts for previous milestones, but do not think for a single moment that I do not appreciate you. I've watched that number climb, I've seen the orange dot bouncing from my notifications, and I've read each and every comment and held it dear so much so. You guys mean the world to me, and I cannot thank you enough.
You've all helped me grow so much. I've read my old writing, and to say it in the most polite manner, it sucks. But now I have writing to be proud of, I have something to call my own. And that is the greatest gift all of you have given me--the ability to be proud of my writing.
So thank you, all of you, for 100, you truly are my paper cranes flying in the skies--my shooting stars in the day.