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