I am a twinkling light,
That stands out in the darkest night,
I am the smile on my mother’s face,
When she sees me overcome my mistakes,
I am the gleaming eyes of my father,
Who is overwhelmed with pride for his daughter,
I am a dear memory,
I bring back tears, laughter, gaiety,
I am the familiar bend in the road,
The gentle word that reminds you of home,
I am the storm, the wave, the pain,
But I am also the bright sky, the stars, and the rain,
I am a trespasser into darkness,
I am guilty and I was held hostage,
I am a fire that burns bright and fast,
That feeds steadily on ‘till its time has passed,
I am a blind woman walking,
Following the path of life without balking.
I am free, I have found my wings to soar.
I am shackled, fettered, and restrained no more.
I am a novice, just beginning life.
I am a learner, I plan, I strive.
I am what I think, say, and do,
I am what I believe, feel, and pursue,
I am what I was, and I am what I will be,
I am who I am, and that’s simply me.