Oh how I treasure poems like this. It's rare when writing comes this easily. This poem poured out of me. I feel like it's been inside for a long time...waiting to be written. Writing moments like these are precious. Me I am Me tall plump smiling curly-haired Me I read I write I learn I listen I share I talk for so long I hid behind a mask behind expectations behind fear pretending to be who I thought I should be it was lonely no one knew I didn't let them today I'm Me some like Me some don't it doesn't matter I am ME @Michelle Haseltine, 2014 All Rights Reserved I'm so grateful for my fellow bloggers who share in my passion for poetry. Check out their blogs and their creative and amazing poems. They inspire me everyday... Julieanne , Margaret , Leigh Anne , Mary Lee , Kevin and Cathy . Announce...
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