Rebirth

One day I asked my mom and sister for four words.

1. Titanium

2. Sunset

3. All star

4. Igloo

Here is the poem that came out of it...

01/22/19

I arose from my titanium tomb

It was dark, it was musty

But I was brand new

Like an all star who'd won the fight

I was the victor

Escaping defeat just felt right

The sunset behind me like a floral bouquet

It seemed as the world ended

I would start my day

No more being stiff

An igloo standing still

Inhale, Exhale

Letting these awakened lungs fill