Umbilical stopped circulation
Until removed from around the red
Told to have been an anticipation
Yet once or twice was close to dead
Birthed the day before winter came
Christmas child born in illness
Identity chosen within a name
Picked by "unique-minded" parents
Legs didn't bend for crawling
I skipped to army nudges
Was quick to begin toe-walking
Developed in quick progresses
My first year I don't remember
My world view evolved later...
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My Life Poetically-Dressed
PoetryThis is a collection of poetry I wrote about each year of my life. Some years will have more than one poem. I know this platform is mostly for novels and such, but I felt like receiving feedback on my poetry. I hope you can feel heard, seen, and l...
