You read my posts and questioned
Your feminine intuition let me smile
My words lead you to ask my status
No, haven’t dated in quite a while.
No apology for posting my emotions
I’m guilty of writing whatever I feel
Frustrations, concerns, anything else
They are all coming from what is real.
I appreciate the words shared in concern
Life gives us challenges often to carry
If I didn’t let some of mine leap to a page
Bearing them would make me feel wary.
There are times even I tend to get quiet
But not to worry, I sort things out in time
I’ve learned I can’t stop my own connection
So I spill the words into pages of rhyme.