She fell
She crashed
She broke
She cried
She crawled
She hurt
She surrendered
And then . . .
She rose again
~Nausicaa Twila
Methinks 'tis who I want
to be when I grow up!
Funny, I can hark back to
college years and thinking
then that I was all grown
up.
Then, it was first teaching
job when I realized that this
was actually real adulthood.
When I retired and took care
of my mom, I truly knew
what being an adult and taking
responsibility was all about.
Not at all . . . here I am, nigh
onto a 100 years old and get
that the above stanzas might
just have the right idea . . .
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