Who, or what, or where I am in life,
Is a mystery whose answer I should know.
A mother, sister, friend, a good man's wife,
I

I am full of imperfections
scars, regrets, wishes
love, dreams, hopes,
desires, doubts, depression

I am the one who falls,
the

I Am...

I am but a whisper upon the speck of earth,
a small particle of being in a world of infinite space
that reaches

Poem: "I Am Not!"

That night was not forgotten,

Those things you said to me;

Your cherishing words of "soul mate"

Was what I

I am a woman of my family.
There is really only one.
We live the same life
And have for generations.
We are an echo.
We stay