I Am Not Who I Seem To Be

I know that I’m old and cantankerous, 
and can be kind of loud and quite rancorous. 
But in my heart lives a child 
playing rough, running wild, 
or waltzing in something more glamorous. 

So when I’m crotchety, ornery, or delirious, 
or perhaps being playful or serious, 
please respect and not s; 
I’m worth so much bigger, 
for my life is a story mysterious. 

Now remember as I’m getting older
I am so much more than my folder; 
the stories I hide
in my heart deep inside
are more than I often can shoulder.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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