I think growing up
Is a lot like learning how to braid
Your own hair.The older I get,
The more I have to learn
To do on my own.As a child,
My mother could braid for me.As a student,
My roommate.As an adult?
I suppose I'll have to learn
How to do it on my own10/10/23
VOUS LISEZ
[ p o e t r y 2]
PoésieVolume II of my life's poetry work As with my first volume, these poems contain snippets of my life and my strongest emotions. Here I have opened my soul up to be read.
Braids
I think growing up
Is a lot like learning how to braid
Your own hair.The older I get,
The more I have to learn
To do on my own.As a child,
My mother could braid for me.As a student,
My roommate.As an adult?
I suppose I'll have to learn
How to do it on my own10/10/23