Trust me enough
to let me stand to my full height
without reprimand.
Sing with me as I test
the strength and reach of my voice
uncovered,
for I must.
I have long outgrown
this narrow space,
and no choice remains
but to at last become
who I am.
You must have known
this day would come,
or did you think
these
wings
were just for show?
(repost from 2008)
2 comments:
Hmmmmm... I love the question the poem ends on!
I love the strength and truth of this piece. Bravo.
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