i am
the smell of rain on asphalt during summer
blasting music in the car
the excitement of a first date
sipping a cold drink on a hot day
the tears of a broken heart
the first day of summer
peacefulness of the first snow
a winding path up a mountain
laughter of a little girl
the ***** of a rose thorn

i am not
a name i was given
an age i cannot control
a number on a scale

          k.d.