Autobiography

 

I AM: Portrait Poem

I am calm but creative
I wonder about the rain
I hear showers
I see water
I want to be drenched in droplets
I am calm but creative

I pretend to teach
I feel uneasy
I touch ideas
I worry about tessellations
I cry over victimized children
I am calm but creative

I understand reality
I say I roll with the punches
I dream about goodwill
I try to be compassionate
I hope for harmony
I am calm but creative

 

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