By Cinthya M. Fernandes

The snowflakes fall
On my porcelain skin
Making me feel so small
Where I begin
To reflect on it all.
Taking deep breaths
I feel the reality of my life
Knowing that all my strife
Was not for naught.
To keep fighting
To continue growing
To dream about the future
And celebrate where
I started from.
The road so far
Has been rather hard
But I would not change
The person I’ve become.