I am...
a friend to those around me, playing games with the neighborhood kids at the pool and park, laughing with people at school, engaging in other people’s conversations even if they are not interesting and talking to those who no one else will talk to,
a leader in my friend group, the one to push people into trying new things and overcoming their biggest fears, the one to raise them up when stress is pulling them down and the hand holder that will guide and lead people through events there the light at the end of the tunnel is not seen.
the present, not the past, not the future.
the giver, one to let others go first, the one to surprise people with gifts even when it isn’t their birthday, constantly building up other people’s self-esteem, giving up my time to give to people who desperately need it.
the one that will never grow up, my imagination is my imagination and no one can mess with it.
a book nerd who will pull out a book in almost any situation, the one who constantly quotes from authors and from their books and more knowledgeable about fantasy worlds than about world history.
the church attender, the one who is there every Sunday with a thick, leather-bound bible in my hands and papers falling out of it, worshiping constantly and not just at church, playing games with the other youth kids and building eternal relationships with people whom I care for.
the dreamer with a heart as strong as diamonds and a mind as wild as a stallion.
forgiving, even when someone deserves it the least.
I am…
the soft snow on a crisp winter’s day that shines like diamonds as they fall from the heavens above, the rain on a mild spring day that showers the earth and brings life to plants to give them the strength bloom and grow.
a cavern hidden in the hills at the base of a snow-covered mountain, concealed with treasures and hidden secrets that only true adventurers dare to seek.
the daydream that holds dancing flowers in fields that are free of storms and worries and doubt.
a room lit only by candles and my relatives coming in and guessing what sent the candles are.
a story that is constantly being written down and preserved with friendship, food, adventures, and warm hugs.
unique.
I love that imagery of you and your sister in the river with " living creatures that swim alongside us." I can tell that you are good friend, a good daughter, a student of life and faith, a leader and a daydreamer, and I love what you said about your stories being "preserved with friendship, food, adventures and warm hugs." I look forward to seeing what that imaginative mind of yours comes up with. Thanks, Mariah! I'm glad your background finally came up the way you wanted it.
ReplyDeleteI really liked how you said "running around and adventuring in the hills with my younger sister." My sister and I do the same things, it was easy to relate to that. I also loved how you talked about being in church with your leather-bound bible in your hands. It made me picture my Sunday mornings with my family.
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ReplyDeleteI absolutely loved the imagery you used in your poem! It helped to depict who you really are, and bring about the creative side to you. I can relate to constantly quoting books, and knowing more about fantasy worlds than the actual world. I'm glad that I am not the only person who finds themselves constantly referencing books. I also loved your line about being a princess, but do not give up hope on your personal fairy tale! It is just a matter of looking in the right places. Thank you for sharing your poem, Mariah!
Meghan