‘Tis strange, nobody needs me as myself with <br />my strong points and shortcomings, they need <br />service and care of a certain kind and if I <br />provide they accept that I am there <br /> <br />But the words that gurgle in my throat and the <br />laughter that bubbles on my lips, my sense of <br />humour and view of the world, my questions, <br />thoughts and ideas are outlawed <br /> <br />This is why I write, to communicate the feelings <br />and thoughts that live within, never verbalised, <br />expressed in writing and pictures, the real me <br />delight in being and seeing <br /> <br />Listening and thinking, escaping the bonds <br />of humanity!<br /><br />Margaret Alice<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/delight-in-being-13-10-09/
