Poems I AM BECOMING I’m tired I want time to notice whom I’m becoming Every day I’m faithful, there’s more at stake Every year I’m faithful, there’s more possibility But I want my innocence back I’m tired I must slow down, to give more To hold those close to me, above the possibility Not knowing But being able to let go I’m tired They think it’s me … I don’t My rope is shortening, the pace drives me on I want to slow its pace But I must embrace patient rope Let this excess then Of what I don’t want, but have Be my gate Let this excess then Of who I’m not Be my becoming But now I am. 10/04/2023 Admin