Daughter, wife, mother, student, teacher
each role I embrace in the search for myself
poet, writer, dancer, seamstress, preacher
constrained by expectations, trying to excel,
battling responsibilities, expanding my reach.
Stop.
I’m tired of being caught in this box!
I need to be free of these responsibilities;
I need to find me.
I don’t fit in this box, in this space or this place,
where I have been a chrysalis.
Now,
I a m o u t s t r e t c h e d,
gossamer wings unfolding from this abyss of my history,
from what they said I had to be–
what I thought I had to be–
I am embracing destiny;
accepting all the facets of my identity,
I have discovered
me.
Shawn L. Bird 
This feels like me. 🙂
🙂
Have a good flight!
Seamstress of words
Thanks.
Always welcome♡
And once again the Phoenix rises – each time more beautiful than the time before. You go, girl! You should always be the star of your own movie!
*snort*
Working on my essay on teacher identity and integrating personal passions into practice. Needed a poem for it…
Set the boxes aside, and…just be.
Exactly…
Thank you for visiting & following my blog.
I hope you will continue to enjoy my posts.
~ Eric
Thanks, Eric!
And what a beautiful discovery it is!
Yes.