Who Am I Poem by Christine Kerr

Give me a taste,
Of my own space.
I can than make a plan,
Of who I am.

Born in a family,
the only girl baby.
At the age of forty one,
I can show you a lady.

I am who I am'
from the beginning to almost end.
Evil words, heard from a far.
always trying to put me behind bars.

It's become an addiction,
to know fact from fiction.
Unsolved Mysteries, Sightings, and X-Files,
have a way of staying with me for a while.

Fairness and kindness,
comes with my open mindedness,
When in fact, showing a little tack
I can come on like a lioness

Author, Social Service and Theater Art,
may tell the world what I'm all about.
Laugh with me as I sing and dance,
Leave me alone, so I may give you another chance.