27 January 2013
When I was born they didn't know what the future would hold Or what bedtime stories would be told They had hopes and dreams for me A bright future ahead is all they could see.
When I was three, I went to pre school to learn new things I was taught how to dance, write and sing But my favourite time was when the bell would ring And grandpa would pick me up...greeted with those "jelly tot things".
When I was four I went to formal schooling Climbing the high benches was terrifying But singing and dancing were always more my thing And I was never one for fighting.
When I was seven I went through pain The scars they still hold their stain I've been told the doctors were unsure then If I'd recover ... If maybe when.
When I was eleven I went to the big school, where life's choices were to be made Primary school habits and friendships started to fade Five years were spent...trying to achieve Trying my hardest to succeed.
When I was sixteen I went to one the best colleges around It was there where a passion for travelling was found I left with four incredible A level results Then left my family as I was fed up of trading insults.
At just eighteen I moved to Spain To escape parental clutches and the British rain I returned a year later with a brilliant tan And quickly found myself in the clutches of what I thought was a decent man.
At twenty three I was all set to be married It was also the year that I lost my baby through miscarriage But it all went wrong and I ate Christmas dinner through a straw The hurt and pain that had been inflicted left me broken and sore.
Twenty four saw major changes in my life Fought off a tumour and got rid of all the trouble and strife I returned to my home, met some amazing people on the way Sympathies are not needed ... I've been lucky I'd say.
So as I enter into another year I wonder if twenty five will bring happiness and cheer I wonder what I will see and hear I wonder if things are looking up for this my twenty fifth year.
Just Another Year Older? (almost) • Opuss № I