My happy place – my tree master and my balance beam
I forgot myself
I realise now that I was out of step. I lost myself. To others. For others.
I was too bothered. I became consumed. I forgot myself.
Being heard, But not listened to. Can’t shout any louder.
Neat plans tangled, Into a confused pen scribble. Time to get out of the maze!
I trod out and climbed onto a seesaw. The inevitable wobbles helped me. And I made it across.
As I look back, I see the path. But I will keep on walking.
Now silently contented. Now rebalanced. Now me again.
Ready. Let’s go. Me.
Love Stripes and Trees xxx
Stripes & Trees 