Once Upon A Time...

A poem about the younger version of who I am today.

Once upon a time

during the fair days of old

no, not that old

but during my youth...

There lived a girl

who loved to be all that

who loved to be a funky person

that people would love at the drop of a hat

Once upon a time

during the fair days of old

no, not that old

but during my youth...

There lived a young woman

who loved to read

who could put pen to paper

and write the thing of dreams...

Once upon a time

during the fair days of old

no, not that old

but during my youth...

There lived a skinny girl

who loved to run

who had friends

that never spoilt her fun

Once upon a time

during the fair days of old

no, not that old, lived a young girl

during my youth...

Now that I am older

I walk alone...

for the path of wisdom

is often forlorn...

Once upon a time

during the fair days of old

no, not that old, lived a young girl

during my youth...

But today I am happier

making up my own mind

Im not a puppet

I love the path of wisdom I find