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Many closed doors

Many closed doors

I arrived empty handed near my old stomping grounds

where I learned to hate myself due to disapproving frowns

It’s where I learned that to survive is to run freedom unbound

Yet here I am a-haunting my past which I’ve long since outgrown.

I have been with rings on my fingers and bells on my toes

I have been ground into dirt and from the grave rose

I’ve stepped through the portal, forsaking the spirit world

For now, I must reinvent this stronger, stranger home-town girl.

One comment on “Home slice

  1. Linda Looney says:

    Yes! She must be reinvented but don’t forget the good parts of your roots -as few of them as might seem to be – to lean on now -especially as you struggle with physical issues and questions about where you’ll end up!

    “Love as God loves and live as Jesus lived” Rev. Tim TenClay

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