I wake up each morning
Phrases running through my mind
I can't wait to take a pen
And write them all down
I have not a clue
As to why I must write
But I have to write stories
Of my ordinary life
There are bits and pieces
That I want to tell
So that my loved ones
Will know I lived life well
I have been challenged
With mistakes along the way
Some pretty funny and some
I will always feel regret
I have loved so deeply
Lost many along the way
Accomplished and benefitted
With those whom loved me as well
My treasures are not wealth
But my children that I birthed
And their gifts to me simply
Are my grandchildren I adore
I am but a simple woman
Been extraordinary at times
But the simple truth remains
I lived an ordinary life
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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