The Poem You Want To Be ...

"You read and write and sing and experience,

thinking that one day these things will build 

the character you admire to live as.  You love

and lose and blend best you can, to the extreme,

hoping that one day the world will read you like

the poem you want to be."

Charlotte Eriksson

Women of today tend to value themselves more than previous generations.  Understandably, there were remarkable women earlier in history, but they were seldom recognized.  It would seem the gender itself is shifting to the value of self rather than upon sexist fodder of others.

As human beings, we are living longer which allows us to have multiple roles spread out over time or years divided into segments for diverse individual preferences. In spite of our solid character and discipline, we tend to have moments of bending to the whims distracting us from our intentioned lives.

At the core of our being, we want to be remembered kindly for our time spent on earth.  Hoping memories of our dalliances have fallen by the way side, we wonder how our memory  will be kept:  a gardener or keeper of the Lord's earth; a teacher or angel to those struggling to learn; or maybe as a poet  who spread compassionate words; or one of those huggers who embraces the entire body until the chaos fades.  As time speeds forward, do often wonder how you will be remembered?