You are my inspiration
Every waking hour
Especially at dawn
When I realise that I am still alive
And will see another day
No longer bound
By lack of food and beatings
From the darkness of your soul
I enjoy every precious second
Of every single day
When difficulties come along
I shrug and potter through
No situation as difficult
As when I was with you
When I thought I might not see another day
Now I dance and eat and sing
And feel the thrill of everything
So here's my confirmation
That in your own sadistic way
You are my inspiration
Every second, every day
By Grace Gant
Grace's entry won her a choice from the three available prizes and she chose, the Rhyming Dictionary.