I am 30.
And I just jumped a car, myself, for the first time.
So proud
I told my hairdresser,
who waits to blow dry
so we can keep chatting.
afterward,
lost in magazines,
my heart alive
with inspiration
i forget about
16 shelves
of toys
and orange bowls
to remember
something with substance
Art.
and Me.
beauty
&
meaning
I am 30.
and so
Glad to still be growing.
so glad that I am glowing
within
And I just jumped a car, myself, for the first time.
So proud
I told my hairdresser,
who waits to blow dry
so we can keep chatting.
afterward,
lost in magazines,
my heart alive
with inspiration
i forget about
16 shelves
of toys
and orange bowls
to remember
something with substance
Art.
and Me.
beauty
&
meaning
I am 30.
and so
Glad to still be growing.
so glad that I am glowing
within
my my... you have quite a way with words yourself! this poem nicely playful and pensive at once... i almost want to ask how much money the car was worth?
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