Just a poem I wrote about people and the masks they wear.

The glimpse of my life.

Unmitigated unmedicated uneducated romp, a wee one at that.

A little story for you to read.

This poem describes the transitions I’ve been going through, including losing my job and motherhood.

Who am I is a question we often forget to ask our self.

Friends counting on friends.

Who am I? What am I?
nothing more than words written on this "paper"

Questions asked in everyday life about one’s life.

About family, friends, and God. How they influence me on who I am today.