social awkwardness,
insomnia;
Scar on the forehead from falling at school
at the age of five.
Love for dogs,
elephants,
sunflowers.
Fear of heights,
darkness,
forgetting
people's faces
and laughters.
and laughters.
Aversion to gooey creatures
[like slugs],
fondness of
fireflies,
junebugs
and the teeny-tiny pill bugs
[I really miss seeing them in the big cities].
Never a broken limb.
More than often a broken heart.
Things that tell me you are a down to earth, sweet, caring person. I remember when I was small the old people called the 'pill bugs' pneumonia bugs, I don't know why they called them that.
ReplyDeleteGawd I loved playing around with them when I was little, Debi. My sisters and I had so much fun with those tiny little things. I had the happiest childhood.
DeleteIf I ever have children, I hope to provide them with as many opportunities to have as much fun as they can as I had!
Thanks for stopping by. Much love. <3
Really elegantly written poem that describes your life. Somehow I doubt anyone could write their life into a poem entirely, but this is a good peek-a-boo into yours. I too like fireflies. It is like watching a bunch of little lanterns floating around in the night sky. I also love grasshoppers, crickets, and dragonflies. Not much of an insect fan, but these are the few that I like. :)
ReplyDeleteI love the utter simplicity of this ~ yet it tells me volumes about you.
ReplyDelete(no postcard yet)
you write intimately in the most disarming manner, Kenia, allowing us glimpses that are real and true, and yet, somehow, there is always more to learn of you ~
ReplyDeleteStop being so sweet, will you please, Michael? <3
Delete