Poetry anyone?
Who I am...
The Laughing Girl
who finds humor in every situation
The Crying Woman
who has known too much pain
The Skeptic
who sees suspicion on everyone's faces
and The Cynic
who beleives there's nothing to be gained.
I am The Hopeful
who wants something to hold on to
I am the Faithful
who wants something to believe
I am the Lost Child
who wanders through the darkness,
stumbling through her lifetime,
blindly wishing she could see.
I am The Mother
whose love is unconditional
I am The Father
who wishes I didn't have to be...
I am The Officer
whose intentions are full of honor
who'd give her life,
so selflessly.
I am so much,
so many things
so many sides that you can't see
though you would judge me quickly
and cast your vote
on who I am
on what you see....
Who I Am
is a work in progress
a fragile flower - not yet bloomed,
a delicate spirit
in a soldiers armor
a star filled night
under a luminous moon.
c. February 2002