This blog post includes a poem
from Christy’s book. To copy
this, you would either reblog with
author’s name and blog name,
or. . . you could ask permission
to copy her poem and give
her “credit” as the author.
“See My Sense of Self”
“You see me, but I don’t see you,
You see it is a version of me, virtual,
That you have come to know.
The issue is that I am more than a
Smiling photo, with lush vines growing between
Syllables and sweeping past doubts aside.
I am seeking light but
I cannot carry it all with me, and that is a
Sacrifice that comes with a reward of
Reaching for what I’ve been
Held back so long from achieving.
Here is my sense of self,
Here I am strong and focused,
Putting my needs first,
I realize that it is…
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