07/11/2025
So, I guess I’m back. I haven’t sat down and really written poetry or even really had time to write much at all in the last year-but I’ve slowly started making time. Usually late at night when the world is quiet.
If you know me - outside of prayer - writing is my biggest outlet. Sometimes it’s poetry, journaling, novels, non-fiction, it always helps. I’ve recently had a lot of things on my mind and sometimes, being a parent feels overwhelming. You can feel like you never got to accomplish the things you wanted to, but I got to sit back Wednesday night, pull my typewriter out and just type. No deleting, no editing, nothing. That’s often how God speaks to me and it feels so comforting after I’m done.
Anyway, it’s been a long time since I’ve type wrote a poem and this one isn’t the best, but my goal is to do a collection, put them in an envelope and reopen them at the end of the year.
This poem is about remembering that beyond the responsibility of being a parent and an adult, doesn’t mean you can’t still have that inner child and that if you learn to live in the now, you’re probably closer to your dream than you realize. I know I am!
