Brown Study and Wool-Gathering

Who am I ?

 

I am my mother’s daughter

And my father’s too.

 

I am mother to 

My children

 

I am Gramma to 

My childrens’ children.

 

I am His wife,

And His little sister.

 

I am Her BFF

Since grammar school.

 

I’m a little girl

Who stills needs encouragement.

 

A grown woman

Who is just now learning.

 

I am the hope and dreams of 

My grandmother.

 

I am the girl who’s name

You can’t remember, and never forget.

 

I am the girl who never

Stopped believing in fairy tale endings.

 

I am a woman who

Possess amazing strength.

 

The one who has carried

More than most can lift.

 

I am the one who sat with the homeless

And called them my friends.

 

I am the person who prayed for you,

When you didn’t even ask.

 

I am the one who stayed,

When everyone else ran.

 

I am miracle

With God given breath.

 

I am exactly as He intended 

Me to be.

 

Humanly imperfect,

Heavenly devine.

 

I am the stroke of my

Fathers’ brush…

 

There are no mistakes

In art!