The Essence Of Who I Am

I’m finding myself again
Like climbing out of a World War 2 bunker
I thought the world was ending
But it was just the end of the musical number
Taking myself out on coffee dates
Reminising all of the different years One after another
I dont even see myself now as a mother
I’m just the little girl I used to be
The ghost of her
I sift through the scrapbooks
The fond memories of childhood will always be a wonder
Maybe when i’m old I’ll sit down with a little girl
And tell her I’ll always love her

M.A.P

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