Reflecting
When I was young I wanted to be older
Was kind of shy and wanted to be bolder
Wasn’t in line the day God gave height
But got lots of words with which to write
When I was in school did only daydream
Wanted to be anywhere else and to sing
Now that I have time to do so
Lost the desire to sing from soul
But I still have the desire to fly
Within my poems written at night
Tis words I use instead to dream
If I want to I make my pen sing
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