dont force an identity or passion
the mind is a blur
cotton, wool, twirl
grey and thin
worn outside and in
content am i
to spin this lullaby
build that tower there
support you and share
girls pretending to be their mothers
when age doesnt match occupation
and
i'm more of a shadow
secure in my whim
fertile yet trim
hold onto my son
trade vogue for fun
not much of a sewer or crafter
or a homemaking whiz
not too concerned with whole wheat or canning just yet
children, music, art, and novels would be my best bet
but we all really do what we all do best
it's just what we like
there will be no test
isn't it lovely that no one's the same?
if you like movies better than cooking or yoga better than crafting there's really no shame.
i am what i am and not what i try to be
tomorrow could change
but today will Be.
no set requirements
bright, glowing love
concern and hope for you
trust up above
careful, thoughtful
hold on tight
hug them close
walk in the light.
14 comments:
That was beautiful. Sometimes I wish I was you, but I guess it's better to just be me. But, I still think you are pretty cool. ;-)
you be you
i love.
and i love regina spektor, too.
Stephanie,
Remember me old roomie? I found you! I got your blog I think from Sharlene. You look great girl! Congrats on baby 2 on the way.
there are so many reasons why i love you. this was a pretty good, although not completely comprehensive list.
Dang it Stephanie! I've tried so hard to put music on to my blog and to NO AVAIL! I even did make a playlist and Bon Iver's song Skinny Love was on it. I love that song!
Man, that's a nice comment from D. Palmer
Wow! loved this! Awesome you go girl say it like it is!
I am: destined to never write everything into one single comment. This happens to me a lot in conversation but then I never really get to say everything but with the blog well... here you have it...
you're pretty cool. i like your written words, and i like our confidence in self.
favorite line: "when age doesn't match occupation."
you are so talented in your writing ability and in expressing yourself. i often get jealous of it in fact. i was not blessed with an elegant tongue.
i love you steph
That's a lovely poem. You know, they have a good creative writing program at a little school out here called NYU. Not that you need to go to school again, I'd just like to have you as a neighbor.
Samson...what a great song!! I've listened to it about 10 time now today...
Beautiful and True.
I like that.
genius.
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