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Forever Young


 

I am naivety,

I shed and change.

I morph to fill a role to big and burdened for me.

Like a little girl in her mother’s shoes,

A child bride,

Who places her wifely responsibilities next to the dreams of childhood.

 

I am dependence.

Placing myself into the hands of another.

Like a dove who was never taught what her wings were for,

I am beautiful,

But I am tragic.

The over ripened and unplucked fruit

Of potential.

 

I am innocence.

I have learned pain,

but not yet fear.

I have learned to forgive

but not to accept.

I have learned many things,

But not to teach.

I have learned to love,

And to be loved,

But not to cherish.

 

Heart break is unbenounced.

To go without is unbenounced.

Death is unbenounced.

I am vibrant

I am loved

I am invincible.

I am eternal.

I will be,

Always,

Forever young.

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