Sunday, March 06, 2005
Woman at 33
The me I was
at 23--
the same old dreams,
the same old spunk,
without
the same old fears--
is the me
I am
now.
I have come home
to me
at last.
cJCP, 2001
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... except that I have just turned 37 (i wrote this when i turned 33) ... : ) but this poem expresses how I'm feeling now: more of Me than ever before!
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2 comments:
Duh... when talking about numbers, makes me remember someone who had a so-called crush on me lately... just to mention she's over 30...
What's with this age stuff? I thought you chicks are very dead sensitive with age... (not to mention weight) (duh!)
not this "chick".
what's to hide? : )
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