No Such Thing
There’s no such thing as normal
For we’re each of us unique,
From our styles – blasé or formal –
To our hairdos or physique.
What we read or eat or order,
Where we visit, shop or sleep,
If we’ve come from ‘cross a border
Or tend flowers or raise sheep…
We are like no other being
For, no matter what we’re taught,
We all have a way of seeing
Tailored to the truths we’ve brought.
All our daily interactions,
Each experience we know,
Either blinds us with distractions
Or directs us where to go.
Yet the slights and hurts assemble
And accumulate as well,
Meshed with joys ‘til we resemble
All that lives within our shell.
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2022
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