I was pondering what to do for my post on Friday and was at a loss. My mind was a blank and I didn’t want to do a post full of pictures… not on a Friday! Besides… I need to save them for Wednesday.

Each week in my email I get the prompts for Mama Kat’s writers workshop and one of them caught my attention and I thought well.. that’s an easy one. I can do it.

I was wrong, because it wasn’t as easy as I thought. I wrote, deleted, and wrote some more until I had something that made a little bit of sense and captured how I was feeling at the moment…. and it was with a prompt. A poem none the less!

Anyway, I’d love to hear what you think.

I Am

I am curious and honest
I wonder why people do the things they do sometimes
I hear the sounds around me rushing by as I walk down the street
I see the lights, the buildings, and people
I want to understand and know why
I am curious and honest

I pretend that I am brave
I feel that I have no control sometimes
I touch the brick as I walk down the street
I worry that one day it will all be gone
I cry that one day I will be alone
I am curious and honest

I understand that all good things come to an end
I say that is fine… but I don’t always believe it
I dream that one day I will have it all
I try to understand the world around me
I hope that they understand me
I am curious and honest