The is Me

 

This is Me

AN ORIGINAL POEM

August eighteenth nineteen-ninety-nine,

I was just a baby, with no chance to decide.

Born into struggles I never did choose,

Every day is a battle, with something to lose.

Cerebral palsy pulls me down,

But I keep moving, though my body’s worn out.

Still, I smile,

For everyone I know.

Stuck in my mind,

Nobody will see,

Just how hard it is to be me.

With limbs that don't work the way they should.

Muscle spasms and pain are misunderstood.

My soul is hurting, but still it believes.

I stay strong, even when it breaks me down.

I’m holding on tight, though it’s hard to be,

Living a life with cerebral palsy.

Yet, I choose to fight,

With all my might.

I choose to be kind,

And be the sunshine.

Because I want the world to see, 

This is my life.

This is me.

Despite the challenges I face each day,

I'll find my strength and make my way.

Cerebral palsy won't define who I'll be,

I'm more than my struggles; I live happily.

With courage in my heart, I’ll crawl and be proud,

Shining my light, beyond the crowd. 

This is my story, this is my plea,

Embracing life, this is me.

Grandmother’s Love

 

Grandmother’s Love

AN ORIGINAL POEM

Sometimes I can't help but wonder…

Is it selfish to say I need you?

Because I still need a grandmother’s love.

I’ll close my door.

I don’t wanna be reminded,

 I don’t wanna be seen.

I don’t wanna be without you.

So, I'll just cry.

 If I’m louder, 

Could you hear me?

Would you hold my hand and set me free?

Would you wipe away the tears that stream down my face?

And cure this restless heartache.

Are you watching me from above?

Looking on as I write this poem,

Expressing my love.

But I can't help and wonder…

Is it selfish to say I need you?

Because I still need a grandmother’s love.

I just wish you could be here.

To bring some joy and cheer.

 But my tears just keep streaming,

While my heart is still grieving.

Though I try to get out of my head.

But I still think about you.

The happy times and sad ones too.

At least you were always there.

As I wander around in my thoughts,

I can't help but wonder…

Is it selfish to say I need you?

Because I still need a grandmother’s love.

Deep in my heart, you are the key.

Being one of the people who helped raise me,

I know I have mom,

But both of you keep me strong.