“On our journey, every little thing combines or detaches to create the greatest sum of our parts!" I Am…
As the signs of a winter storm are just memory, spring tries to push forth. But my dear, I do not think Winter is ready to leave just yet. You might be a little premature.
The seasons battle as they stand side by side trying to be victorious.
Change is an endless end and beginning;
Imagination fuels the flow of everything in between.
In the mirror who do I see?
The person who is truly me.
Different than the one who faces each day;
With a story of mine,
That is how I am truly defined,
Occasional glimpses I may allow you to see.
Respect me or leave me,
It’s not just a person in the mirror I see.
