Second Generation Poet
I am a second generation poet,
to My Mother i owe it .
Passed down to me as a gift,
In a time where my life was set adrift.
Time has a way of slowing us down
Creating cobwebs in our minds like a ghost town
My Life is much more different
But this gift has always helped me feel less indifferent
It is a burning desire
To keep lit my poetry fire
That was given to me so many years ago
Forever kept in my depths below...
Hello Everyone it has been a good few years since i have been on here much has happened in my life but my Love for Poetry has remained
I have been married since 2018 and This year we welcomed a Handome baby Boy into this ongoing crazy World We are living in
This piece literally came to me today as i was re-reading some of my work from years ago
Time sure has a way of showing you how much you have and have not changed
I look forward to getting to submit more of my work so you all can enjoy
-Love Always Ettie
Copyright © Ettie Christian-Bowling | Year Posted 2020
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