Smoke Screen
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I am a child sometimes; even though I'm 42
I am a daughter, a cousin, a niece
I've been strong and I've been weak
I am a heart that clings to hope and faith
A soul that still sings "Amazing Grace"
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I am afraid and I am brave
I am alive with passion and promise
I am dying with each passing moment
I am sincere while I wear a phony smile
I am warm and I am cold
A tear falls down without a sound
While I laugh and smile
Resisting the urge to cry
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I am patient and I am impulsive
Passionate and mellow
Happy and sad
Gloomy & Glad
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I am the wind, blowing through the distance
Alive with furious imitations of a dance
Determined to bring delight
Through the dismal insight
Into a apathetic life
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I am the craving for imagination
The yearning for intuition
The seed of change
And the resistance
To any alteration
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I am the one who writes letters
That are torn up and burned
Never read by their recipient
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2008 by Regina Hill