Once upon a time I wanted to cry
I’m so glad I didn’t want to die
There have been times I wondered why
It’s easier to laugh than to cry
I started telling all; found some new friends
Had two children; they helped me mend
I wrote a few books; read a few too
Started to sing; found more than a few
Ways to escape jailed feelings I carried
Met a wonderful man; we didn’t get married
I continue to find ways; feed myself well
As I think I have more stories to tell.
Feb. 17, 2025
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