melissaahowells
|
|
|||||||||||||||
|
|||||||||||||||
|
|
I'm
just a bit off the path I'm fairly certain that I don't have a recipe and there's no expert on me I'm the song I write with my heart everyday I could always be someone new when I needed to but now I've no need I'm full of possibilities no one ever else like me now I'm the one in whom I believe the original malcontent making the best of what will be will be when I glance into my morning mirror there's a smile not the fear that there used to be I'm wearing the skin I'm supposed to be in and wearing the scars I earned both bravely and clumsily I know I didn't arrive here without getting a bit tarred and un-feathered or a bit wounded I've been named the freak of the week full of cheek and feisty as hell but its my claimed story the ooze of it the hoary gore bore of it, not the sweet sell who you see is what you get and I ain't ever gonna be completely done yet you can't count me out nor ring that final bell I'm an original's original I've made my own grades I've picked myself up so often I'm certain now I can tell... how I can learn to manage most anything I'm looking forward to that last less wilder ride down the hill its been hard its been fun its what I chose what chose me in the long run I'm so grateful to find you here with me we're together through it all you're the gravy you're the laughter you're the comfort you're the man I'm so fortunate to have met do you know how much I feel I've won legal copyright for this poem/work and also for this writer Melissa A. Howells and also for this legally copyrighted site title: Meloo Straight From Her Tilt-a-World 10:58am PST May 26, 2017 date/time stamped with loving dedication to B and Me Vote for this poem |
|
