A New Person


I am a new person
I wonder if there is enough time
I hear the sound of flowers talking
I see how lovely they smell
I want to see the earth from the moon
I am a new person.

I pretend there is nothing wrong
I feel the touch of fairy wings on my face
I touch them and they disintegrate
I worry that they won’t hold me up
I cry because they do
I am a new person

I am incredibly strong
I understand the language of butterflies
I say al-hamdu-lillah
I dream of holding a star in my hand
I do and the star cries
I am a new person


About windwalker07

I'm a Jamerican; American born of 2 Jamaican parents. I am a voracious reader, a writer, a wife and a mother of 5 (1 girl). My favorite genre is science fiction but I will read anything. my favorite author right now is Lee Child (this changes often) I listen to all kinds of music but my favorites are jazz, Latin-jazz and classical. I write whatever comes to me and I've learned to start whether I have something or not.

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