17 A Poem About Myself

Song of Myself

I Celebrate Myself with stories,

of wealth untold,

swords of steel,

legends,

old and new.

I am the one who dives deep into fantasy,

and the world around me.

I see dark storm clouds racing across the sky,

I feel the wind in my hair,

I hear the song of a brook,

the rain on the roof,

I think of stories of possibilities,

that only I can think,

because there is only one Me.

There is only one of You.