The Me I Couldn’t Be

Phyllis Weeks Rogers, , ,

I’ve learned some things about music;
and of stars and galaxies;
studied history and politics;
walked the land, and stroked the sea.

I’ve planted gardens of vegetables
with tubers, lentils and greens;
tomato vines, cucumbers and grapes;
and statuesque poles of beans.

I’ve adored God’s creatures of
leather, fur, feather and fin:
Ones that were faithful long past the grave
and the wild which will never be penned.

But when it comes to humans,
they are hard to understand.
There are mysteries and delicate matters
between a woman and man.

And then untaken photographs
of places I’ll never see.
I’m bound through the loss of children
and the me I couldn’t be.

copyright Phyllis Rogers 1/29/18

Published by Phyllis Weeks Rogers

I'm a married retired nurse living on beautiful Lake Palestine in the East Texas piney woods. I seek to deepen my walk with the Lord daily. I have 4 dogs, a pair of Mandarin ducks, and 20 Ringed Teals. They are all a source of great pleasure. I love growing vegetables, fruits and floral. I spent the first 26 years of my life in the Houston area. The concrete and traffic took its toll and I moved to East Texas and have lived a rural existence since. I have always written as a means of expression throughout my life since I was in elementary school. It is something I've always had to do. My brain just works that way. It travels all the time, by land or sea or air it's always traveling.

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