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With Great Finesse

I saw myself coming toward me.

With Great Finesse (Raanana, May 11, 2019)   Walking down a dappled path On my way to the harbor for a cup of tea And the smell of salt already in the air, I saw myself coming toward me. How's it going, I asked myself. You should know, myself responded. What do you mean, I queried, Uncomprehending yet apprehensive. You really have no idea, myself secreted. Look, sir, you're far too cryptic Before my morning tea's been dru...

I wonder who I am at timesI feel I am a mysterySometimes I don't do things just rightOr my mind is very distantI am just me Can't be any differentA woman in love with lifeA female a child calls momA person with friendsI would give my life forA daughter a sister A wife and loverNot really anyone that special Just know my love and friendship Will never go away That you are a part of my heartThat grows each day

Can I Be Myself Please?

Unconditional love or nothing

Is it the same old me? I fear not. Change is good, but for what? Confusion, indecision cloud my thoughts, I just wonder.. Can good be a loss? Pretentious I was before, Given up that side. I know this is better, but- -others now sigh The ones supposed closest- complain day and night; With their cemented expectations, unable to accept me in new light. It just makes me sad That my happiness hurts you, I know you care for me...