Reflection: I Am
I am Kevin
I wonder I wander I wish
I hear my grandparents calling from graves over the ocean
I see thing I don't understand
I want to leave my doors unlocked
I am not Canadian
I feel therefore I am
I touch (sorry, this isn't that kind of poem)
I worry that I worry
I am in constant flux
I understand this
I say that I care
I hope still
I am open
1 Comments:
dearest, the blog looks great. and this poem is a lovely little bio of your wonderful self.
you're also funny ...In an age where we can't beat our students,...
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