There are no words to describe the chapters of myself
I have been birthed, grow ed, learned and polished
To in a life that was handed to me
A place in line where I was to stand pointed out
There are words to describe the pages of myself
That I have birthed, crafted, honed and tuned
To a life I have made for me
I stand in my place, face proud
These are the lines I speak from those pages
Strong are the words that are spoken
Not broken but bowed from grace and pain
Having my place in line