As promised, I began to go through notebooks and journals I’ve kept since I was 14. 

Fascinating how the smallest problems were SO monumental: my dad yelled at me, girls in school were mean to me, the boy I was so desperately “in love” with didn’t love me back. 

Yet, when you’re 14, what do you expect?   I will say that I wrote a lot of poetry. I thought some of it was fairly interesting coming from the mind of a teenager.  To sit here reading it, I was taken back to the days lying across my bed, with notebook and pen, scribbling furiously. It’s like time travel, really. Like I’m back in 1982. 

Come take a trip with me down memory lane……

As Far Away

As far away as you can get, that’s as far away I’ll be,

If you never want to sit and talk – well that’s ok with me,

But for every time I cry and all the moments I sigh,

Will be in your conscience and in your heart,                                          But will never penetrate your mind. 

You stepped on me and others too, To make your way across,

Like smooth flat stones in a streams cool bed,

It’s not mine, but your loss. 

Colorful World

When I color the world blue, All joy is chased from my life,

The tears are all pouring through, I fear to never see light. 

It goes from blue to dark gray, Though I feel a little glad,

I think I see a faint ray, Now I know I’m not so sad. 

When I color the world pink, All happiness has returned. 

I’ve finally found the link, That tells me what I’ve learned. 

So I say to you, good friends -Yes, you, who color the earth,

On you the color depends, How much is happiness worth?
If you enjoyed those, I have more. Feel free to comment. 

Happy Friday!!