HALLO!!!
Don't really know who's reading this, but I obviously suck at being consistent. I looked at my last blog... hahahaha... It's so interesting to look back at the person I have grown from. What's going on in life recently:
I love my job!
I have amazing friends.
My job pushes me above and beyond the person I thought I could become.
I'm so grateful.
I recently started writing again because of a client. I debated posting it but, I really like this one. I have to re write it because we both agreed to write in from another person's perspective. That's going to be a very difficult and tearful poem to write. Bring on the growth!
Anywho, I hope y'all enjoy this.
The children of Legend
We were raised on Legend,
by parents with tragic stories
a Lola with an untamable heart
and, if we were lucky, an absentee grandfather.
At a time when child abuse was strictly enforced
rather than regulated.
In a city divided by colors, red and blue.
We were raised, all of us
by parents who worked, or played, or didn't care too much.
So we mothered and fathered ourselves
Exploring the world like gypsies
just far enough to get home first.
We were raised on Legend
less than a block away from the liquor store
We fed ourselves with spare change.
Even our little eyes could see
it was left to us to create change.
We were raised on bus ride adventures with Lola
who did not teach us stranger danger.
we became expert extroverts
despite our inward natures.
She taught us to look both ways before breaking the law
We are not snakes
and families eat together to be together.
On Legend, we became resilient creatures
who came together in crisis, value honesty, trust, faith, and growth
Creatures who support each other
like pillars or roots grounded deep in sturdy soil.
We were raised by Legend
to live wild and adventurous lives
to have fire and drive
to thrive where others merely survive
We are the child of Legend.
P.S.
Dear John,
I know you still read this from time to time. You should stop. I hope you every happiness in the world. I have no intention of loving you the way I did in the past. I have no intention of allowing you to hurt me again. I'm grateful for the growth. As I've said in the past, I'm moving on.
For the last and final time. Good Bye.
