Born in the RS of A
On a virtual July day
Lastest of 5
Sent to the human pound age 3
Secured  a shelf with a window
Glazed outwardly, felt like eternal
Began school in a painted corner
Sealed in with stars
I gradually grew
No sync., no link
To sibling warriors
Alone in 'me own home'
Through dance .. Mimicked purpose
Through fairytales...
conquered romance
Through romance .. Scored pain
Through words ... Felt rain
Hit middle years
Tapped into random courage
Left the partner scrummage
Process delayed
When a car crash, thee swayed
An old spirit I met
Who with rehab ,my soul kept
The scene rolled
My divorce license was polled
Pages turned
Characters learned
Scripts were scrolled
And onwards burnt ...

( my humble beginnings at RAP)
What do you think
To be continued .....