I Am Me (A Self Portrait)

My face is like a blooming red rose in the summer.

My eyes are like the changing sky at sunset.

My dreams are sweet like my sister sleeping.

My hair is wild like a wolf hunting at night.

My heart is as kind, and is as great, as Mother Nature on a fine spring day in Florida.

I live in Colorado, a state which I love, and am loved by my family.

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