Where are you, Jane?
I’ve been searching for you under the pain
I will find you
It’s what I’ve been trying to do
I know you are there
deep inside
sometimes I hide
deep in my mind
and it takes me so far away
when I’m having a difficult day
You are there
You always were
The little girl dancing
moving through music
it made you alive
so much beauty inside
I’ve gotten older
so much over my shoulder
I can try to flee
those parts of me
no matter how far away I go
there are some answers I will never know
From the Archives. Today
is a poetess that inspires me here.Check out her post about getting back to her creative roots in childhood.
I disappeared into writing and drawing as a child. I’m glad I found that part of myself again.
Love the pictures! You were a cutie!
Thanks for the mention, Jane. We all keep looking…and looking back. You were a cute kid😊.