Friday, April 23, 2010

I looked high and low// Turning rocks and magazine pages// At this friend’s house, in that enemy’s eyes,// I trotted ‘round all over the years// Asking my mother, and telling myself// I checked on the internet// And many times I thought I’d apprehended –// But never finding the whole thing// Sometimes a clue, a scrap, a thread// And I tried to join these to finish the mystery// But disappointed, I found// I’m not completely in any of them// And I always slip through my fingers// “Who I am” – elusive me!


Susan J. Reinhardt said...

I see a lovely daughter of the King of Kings and Lord of Lords. :)


Becky Lange said...

Aw, thank you Susan! What kind words :). Have a beautiful day!