It's been a while since I've posted on here- so enjoy a poem;

Bitter whispers leaving the wind.

Regrets relieved from the times I've sinned.

The sun peeks its way through, hello again.

Birds singing songs no longer written by a poison pen.

A harmony so sweet, it had set me free.

All I can think is this- this is me.

This is me, the person lost in the storm.

This liberty and carelessness- this is my true form.

Carry me away, like a dream of a cloud.

Bring back memories forgotten and once not allowed.

Savor the moments and take advantage of gaiety.

What I was yesterday, now a laity.

Run free and soar.

Discovering among the moor.

Fly, Robin, fly- show your feathers!

Join your people and sing together.

Clutch to this day, for it will always be like no other.

Care for your family- sister, brother, father, and mother.

And remember to smile, you don't know who you'll be tomorrow.

Because if you're true self is forgotten, you'll be glad you enjoyed this time when in sorrow.