written and posted by members of Lancashire Dead Good Poets' Society

Friday 3 July 2020

Family

During lockdown we all missed the close company of people. Perhaps it brought us together and made us realise our dependency on each other. Perhaps it brought out emotions and ideas we didn't know we had. Perhaps we reassessed ourselves.

If we go deep enough for long enough, I believe we find something good.



My Family Is Myself

My family is myself.

I am my own mother;
I feed myself.

I am my own father;
I instruct myself.

I am my own sister;
I confide in myself.

I am my own brother;
I defend myself.

I am my own aunt;
I am kind to myself.

I am my own uncle;
I advise myself.

I am my own cousin;
I am friendly to myself.

I am my own grandmother;
I watch over myself.

I am my own grandfather;
I am proud of myself.

I am my own family.

I share my family.

I am loved.


Thanks for reading, Laura.

1 comments:

Steve Rowland said...

That's really good Laura. I like the idea for the poem and the centred self-assurance it conveys :-)