I am a Poem by Estelle Cade

I am a reader, a writer,
A mother, a grandmother
I wonder sometimes if any of it matters.
I hear the chuckle of a kookaburra
I see the surf of the Southern Ocean
I want to hug my daughter
I am a poem.

I pretend I am going on a journey
I feel excited at the thought of it
I touch my daughter’s hair
I worry all my travels will remain a dream
I cry at the thought of all the dead soldiers
I am a poem.

I understand the world is round
I say the world keeps getting smaller
I dream of a peaceful world
I try to continue to grow
I hope to stay all ways healthy
I am a poem.

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