Like A Puppet Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Thinking about life and it's tangled emotions flowing
from our every experience through the years, at times
wondering how our minds and bodies become so attuned
to them.

Tears fall, laughter jumps out and silence fills our
minds when thinking about something that has happened,
but how do our minds determine whether to be happy or
sad, reaching appropriate feelings and emotions.

There must be something within us that causes these
two to be, it's as if we are like a puppet and cer-
tain strings are being pulled in order to get to
the feelings within us.