I saved this one for last in my poetic arsenal, because it seems to me that it means more to project an image of yourself than it does to make metaphorical connections between other things. It’s amazing for me to look back on my younger self and see what has changed, and while I’m not going to discuss that in a post, nor am I going to write a more up-to-date version of “I Am,” I do want to share this one with you.
I AM
I am talented and polite
I wonder if any place is truly peaceful
I hear birds chirping outside my window
I see a huge pile of stuffed animals in my bedroom
I want to win the Blog Cabin in Idaho
I am talented and polite
I pretend that I am a veterinarian and I use my stuffed animals as my patients
I feel satisfied
I touch the clouds
I worry about my parents’ well-being
I cry at the Arizona Memorial
I am talented and polite
I understand that my room needs cleaning
I say that nothing is perfect
I dream of finding a new world and making a huge empire
I try to get good grades on my report card
I hope that people never stop reading books
I am talented and polite
