Poem

I, Annie

I, Annie

I amI am an Adult ChildI am an Adult Child of an Adult Child of an Adult ChildI am the 3rd of 3 childrenI am the only girl I wasI was never visibleI was never able to speak upI was never allowed to be imperfectI was never sure if I was wanted I learnedI learned to...

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Rock Climbing

Rock Climbing

GraspingClinchingUpper body strengthReachingLeg ForcePulling myself off the groundIndependentToo earlyHad to figure something outHow can I get your help and support?The efforts began earlyCrying did not workAsking voice was taking early in lifeNot by genetics or my...

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Loving Parent

Loving Parent

My Loving Parent, Guides my daily actionShapes my choices and decisionsTo my utter satisfaction. The voices withinWhich one do I hear?The self-critical blaming voice,Or the loving one that is near.Reacting with fear and self-doubt The adult child...

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Get Over It?

Get Over It?

(Authors Note: A short poem about a dismissive phrase I've heard a few times, sometimes from well-meaning people.)Get over it: three of the ugliest words I have heard, spoken only by those who cannot hear the heart. I first heard it from a preacher. I forget the...

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