We are now 4 days away from 15 years. WOW!
Many of the poems I wrote weren’t really injury related but directed to people.
I’ve gone back and read many of them and frankly they could ALL center around my injury, disguised as poetry about lost love.
I’m choosing NOT to share but one of those. This one isn’t as RAW as the others and there’s no point in anyone seeing them and hurt feelings or sadness that could surface. I’m also in a VERY VERY happy place and the feelings in most of the poetry showed sadness and hopelessness.
I wrote this about a year before I met my husband. I think I feared I’d never marry or have kids. I published a few of my poems but used a ghost writer name. I picked a name with the same initials.
That explains the random Penelope Kori person!