For Little Lemmi
Hey, Little Lemmi, bright spark in the dark,
The world’s been heavy, but you still leave your mark.
Through clouds that gather, through nights that stay long,
You hum your own rhythm, you whisper your song.
You’ve carried your heart through storms and through flame,
Still kind, still golden, still proudly your name.
It’s okay to stumble, to sigh, to just be—
You’re growing through seasons that no one else sees.
The sun doesn’t rush when the dawn takes its time,
And healing’s no race—it’s a slow, steady climb.
So rest when you need, let the tears freely flow,
You’re not any weaker for letting them show.
Because deep inside, there’s a fire that won’t fade,
A strength softly shining, though shadows invade.
You are loved, you are needed, you matter so much—
A soul full of wonder, of laughter, of touch.
So keep being Lemmi—unique, fierce, and true,
The world’s a bit brighter because it has you. 🌙💫