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Somewhere

Somewhere, looking for Elmo I found myself There I was Wearing a (penciled in) ruler in my pant leg Carrying a carrot on my waistline The tree once filled with birds; Now harbors ice cream cones I was bitter Life had not been kind Too many paper dolls Dressed in bubble gum wrappers Sometimes who you think you are Doesn’t even come close I found out When I talked with me Mum I had a horrid childhood (earliest years) My puzzle is filling in Too rapidly to adjust Someone, Please find the eraser

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Colin Mitchell Williams

Date: 5/15/2009 6:57:00 AM

this sounds all too familiar to me Sandra.... My puzzle is filling in Too rapidly to adjust Someone, Please find the eraser..... and I agree with Ernilando... thanks.... ps and thankyou for your comments

Ernilando Tugaff

Date: 5/13/2009 7:35:00 PM

It's a powerful write. Thank you for sharing this to us. Ernilando

Charlene Bird

Date: 5/12/2009 8:50:00 PM

it is unfortunate that we can't erase the bad, but, we have those pains to learn and grow from. Great truth writing here!

April Lewis

Date: 5/12/2009 7:50:00 PM

I love this. Thank you for commenting on my poem.

Alley Poe

Date: 5/12/2009 5:11:00 PM

I wish life was that easy just to erase. Love the last line...oh and thank you for your comment. it was a quick thought and I had to write it down -Alley

John Loving Iii

Date: 5/12/2009 3:23:00 PM

meaningful and tranparent figures in this piece. a world of pretend with made up toys the only toys. John H Loving III

Sharon Winter

Date: 5/12/2009 5:29:00 AM

Oh that last line just worries me. Very powerful. If this is a true reflection on reality, I am so sorry, but there is a strength in you that is always revealed, and I know you will be fine. Will be thinking of you. Excellent write. Hugs, Shar xoxo

James Marshall Goff

Date: 5/12/2009 4:06:00 AM

Sandra, pure poetry is writing from your heart....this qualifies for first-place in my world!! great work! and thanks for your cool comments!!! Jim

Edward Orozco

Date: 5/11/2009 7:14:00 PM

This is a very well written poem! And yes it is spanish! =) thank you for ur kind comments =) jeremiah.

Carrie Richards

Date: 5/11/2009 6:38:00 PM

Guess we can never erase the past...good or bad....but we can try to look at it with keen eyes...and use what we see, as a tool for growing stronger, for painting ourselves a better future. Great poem, you have such talent! ~ Carrie

Izzy Gumbo

Date: 5/11/2009 6:24:00 PM

Sometimes who you think you are Doesn’t even come close... We are never who we 'think' we are beautiful One. We simply are, moment to moment. Embrace what you don't know about yourself and let it unfurl inside of who you Are. Blessings my friend. Wonderful writing... always. :)

Carolyn Devonshire

Date: 5/11/2009 4:41:00 PM

Love the way you find yourself while "looking for Elmo." Too bad about the birds. Nothing stays the same. But I wonder if you should consider erasing the past, when it has made you into the compassionate woman you are today. Your mother was a great influence on your life, Alexandra! Love, Carolyn