If I held back my poetry
Would I be holding myself back?
Is it worth sharing?
I expose myself every day
Deliver words to you
Will you appreciate me?
Could I inspire you, bring hope or peace to your lives?
Can change be created through the ABC’s
Or are they just words on paper
They can’t be eaten
Me, I feel them
Certain words explain all I am
What are your words
Do certain ones fit you as snug as your jeans?
Cling to you, claim you?
For me, they’re written upon my heart.
~Angela K. Crandall~