Day 15 4/15/11
A profile poem
Too Young and Too Old
Too young and too old to truly do anything well.
She desires to curl up, like a turtle in her shell
And read a book, or write words,
Hoping for poetry or interesting prose, but
Mostly emitting emotions and thoughts.
Portraying her fears, self-reflection, and desires.
But, she is a mother first. Devotion unfading.
Watching and waiting as four
Babies begin to grow and change
Into magical people, with beauty and grace.
Individual artists blooming at break-neck pace.
There is a lot to this woman.
A wife and a mother, an educator and friend,
A writer at heart, yearning for paper and pen.
Just too young and too old to truly do anything well.
So she retreats like a turtle in a comfortable shell.
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