Even though we are in different places in our lives, this is still sweet.

In a hurry, born a blue baby. Some difficulties of sorts, stayed in the hospital to let my lungs catch up. They did, for the most part. Skin and Eyes lost their blue; Brown isn’t too bad. I Would have rather been born green. Mother was wonderful, still is. Father was part-time, now fired. Childhood was boring. Grew up too fast; Body couldn’t keep up. Hospital stays every summer. Flu, Chicken pox, Appendicitis, etc. The Staff was friendly. The Jello was memorable. Kindergarten, learned to talk. Elementary, learned otherwise. Learned to walk instead. High school, learned to run, what to run after; found a voice again. Friends helped: Met my fire, warmed to idea of friendship. Met my wind, found reason to dance. Met the moon, learned to stay on the ground. Many firsts, plenty of re-dos. Some difficulty growing up all over again. Now, though, I have my roots.