Head Held High
This morning was a blur
I got up, took care of my animals, then cleaned my chores
Same routine, every morning
Nothing seems to change
Then there's him
That guy I wait for everyday
The only one that puts a smile to my face
He talks with me and consoles with me, he never wants to leave
I don't want him to
Because of him, I can smile with happiness
The sun seems to be friendlier
T.V. isn't such a bore
Reading has become a passion again
Writing has purpose
Everything has changed because of him
It's awesome again
With my head held high
I can become happy once more
This poem is about:
Me