Hello blank peice of paper
first page in my journal
I intend to write on you
to chronicle the life and death struggle of emotion
that constitutes my daily life
The failed marriage
the struggling kids
the aging parent
the new found independance
the new job
the new love interest
all of it
I intend to write here
so beware my brand new
and dare I say brave
new journal
you are in for the ride of a lifetime
you will hold my secrets
my fears and dissappointments
my dreans
you will be the Bible of my life course
as told in words
Your binding is strong
the paper secure
pen is poised
and so I begin
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For real?
ReplyDeleteLove the journal...love it. It takes abuse, it cradles our tears and closes tight to hold our secrets.
ReplyDeleteVery inspiring!
Perfect tribute to the journal. For all we abuse and traumatize them they could do with a little praise
ReplyDeleteLOVE IT! indie, i feel like we're so similar in the way we think -- our poetic minds AND maternal and child health. you are awesome
ReplyDeleteNice one.
ReplyDeleteI really enjoyed this, I must admit I feel sorry for my journal. Poor thing must be totally traumatized :-P
ReplyDeleteLovely Start.. Keep writing, the more you do the easier it becomes.
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