What is home, everyone knows
from experience or lack
or both, as I do

And still
I know what I missed
when I think about it

Not often, at last
I got my home
And still

I am the saviour, the angel
I have practised to be
from childhood

I hesitate at the old Christmas card
with me as a little angel, back then
when I got a cat as a present

Stars on my white dress
gilt-edged wings
and a halo

But unable
to definitely redeem
my family, their desires

Wounded, I crashed
bipolar between heaven and earth
between love and failure

Bigger that Xucha 🚀✨
Jojo Siwa 👩‍🎤✨
Tatiana, and Mr. Rogers 🎶✨
She creates her own legend 📓✨

Building children up 👶✨
Educating 🍎✨
People of all kinds of genres 📚✨

Turning all their pages 📖✨
Until she finds the current plot ⏰✨
Ready with her pen ✍️✨
To help them connect the dots \/\/\|\🖊
To view the bigger and smaller picture 🖼
With lots of love 💖✨
And pleasant thoughts 🌈✨

My name is Jammit Janet 🛼💖✨
I have my own educational planet 🪐✨
Where I can teach you about life and the Universe🌲✨
Rhymes, lines, poetry; verse 📝✨

How to align your time ⏰✨
To enjoy the you 🥳🎉💜✨
That you are right now ☝️💖✨
While we converse 💁‍♀️✨

For every moment is a chance to shine ✨
The bright light of hope 🔦✨
And destroy the wicked curse 🙅‍♀️✨
That lack of love 💔✨
Construes 🛠✨
Help restore 👩‍🔧✨
The faith in our own ability 💥✨
To heal and soothe our own souls ❤️‍🩹✨

Because in the end 🎬✨
We are all one ☝️✨
And as one ☝️✨
We all deserve to understand the feeling 💡✨
Of feeling whole 🌕✨
What it's like to truly be at peace 🧘‍♀️✨
Relax ☺️✨
Feel love 🥰❤️✨

Like a candle,you always brighten my each day,
you allowed to catch light ,as  easily as a fire,
You taught me to reflect what you had teach me,
You taught me to share happiness like u share ur light to others,
You created a world for me ,when I was expecting nothing but a void,
You taught me to love rather than to hate,

But I never knew, u was melting away while you were trying to make me happy.......

They warned me to watch for my hands because
I might cut them picking up the broken pieces of others.
They warned me to watch for my eyes because
after seeing their problems my sight would lose all it’s colours.

I believed good people were like candles
as they’d burn themselves out to give others light
I believed good people were like the dark of the night
as they'd be there to help the stars shine bright

My hands may be criss crossed with cuts and scars,
my eyesight dim, and in need of glasses
my body may be patched and riddled with burn marks
and I may have fallen into the depths of darkness

So often I believed that no one was there to help the helper

It was hard, and the map of 3rd degree burns and nicks
are a testament to my journey, my daily crucifix
But I think I’ve found the balance, the fine fine line
between madness and sanity. Between helping others and myself

I’ve learnt to shine brightly for others
like the moon, both light and dark
whilst not setting myself on fire
and still allowing others to shine stark

My eyes still see the wonder in the world,
my hands still craft joy, still tinker with happiness.
To you my friend, if you're anything like me,
know it's all worth it, and you will be helped, you will be found.

Yes,  I was born a helper, the Elf,
Though thanks were left on the shelf,
Buddy the Elf is no fighter,
Smiling in peace makes us lighter,
Helpers find solutions, you see,
I am nice to people so nasty,
All I can say is, "Good for me!"

she tries so hard to please others
when all that matters in the end
is that she pleases her Heavenly Father
and brings glory to His name
all else will fall away

Never have I seen one as generous,
Nor one so abandoned as you in your darkest hours,

Never seen someone as noble as you,
Oh helper and hope of the lonely,
Where are you?

Where has your Light gone?

The sparks through which you guided us all,
The light that tore away the dark of our souls,

Your supreme sacrifices to which now I long,

My heart belongs only to you,
You taught me love and duty,

Then persisted that I remain humble,
One so pure, without, I could never be whole.