This is another creative writing exercise I started at Monday night’s LAB meeting. It (like my Master’s degree, sealing the deck, and the lighting in our bedroom) needs finishing.
“I am…” poem
by Jenna
I am Jennifer Anne
Mother of Liam, Ellison, Addison (yes, they hear me roar) and maybe someday one more that started out in another family meant to come join ours?
Who needs…
Who loves reading, cooking, and anything that would “culture” me.
Who sees a way to fix almost anything and agonizes when she can’t, an entire 12 course menu for under $20 each time she reads a grocery ad, and five more questions for every answer you give her.
Who hates injustice, talking politics, and feeling “obligated” to say or do things she wouldn’t otherwise say or do.
Who fears…
Who dreams…
Who is proud of…
Resident of…
Scott.
