Day 28

"Here's looking at you, kid" -- Casablanca

I Am

I am my past and present, my joys and sorrows, my ups and down
I wonder what the future holds, what trials are yet to come
I hear the sounds of angels in my children's voices
I see gossamer wings in their fairy dances
I want to hold them close to me forever, yet
I know I have to let them go, let them grow, let them be

I am mother, sister, teacher, friend and lover
I pretend sometimes to be more confident than I am, yet
I feel at harmony with the person that is me
I touch my face and feels wrinkles and roughness, a person older than I feel
I worry a little about aging gracefully and think it will be hard
I cry for love ones who have passed, lost chances to say goodbye

I am the two halves of my parents, melded together, and yet
I understand that I am so much more
I savor today and look forward to tomorrow
I dream of open spaces, green fields and foreign places
I try to be good to others as well as myself
I hope for a life well balanced and filled with happiness
I am the chooser and the chosen, I am....me

-- Written By Me

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