I wrote a poem...

It's not a very good poem of course...but it's mine :)

Then a scary thing happened, I was talking about it at dinner. (as part of my search for a poem for a christmas project I'm doing)

So, i said" I even wrote a poem trying to say the right thing, but it didn't say what I needed it to say.

Then Michael asked if he could hear it. and Nick asked as well

I immediately got butterflies i my stomach, but, how could I refuse my six year old?

Also, I've recently had input from two separate people, without me asking that I've always kept my feelings inside, never shared the real me. I found that quite stunning that both people (my sisters) knew that all these years. I thought I was hiding so well.

So, long story short, I shared a piece of myself tonight with Michael and Nick. Nick said it was good. It doesn't matter if it was or wasn't, it expressed something inside.

Will I post it here? Maybe after I rework it more :)