Wednesday, January 12, 2011


This is part of a poem I had written years ago - my boyfriend took the last stanza to put on his social media page. That brings me more joy than I can put into words! Here it is:

"What do you want to be when you grow up?"
They ask you as a child.
All I ever wanted to be was free.
"When are you ever going to grow up?"
They ask me now.
When I become free.


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