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sunshine
20 yrs ago,
my mother went into labour...with me. For three days...she tried giving birth from the 11th...to the 14th... her labour of love...was finally unearthed. She told me that when it started,grey and dreary were the skies, but the day I arrived, not a cloud in the sky. Sunshine, blue skies! her Valerie was born, torn between Valentina, but named Valerie late that morn. 20 yrs later, in limbo I dance, where is my sunshine? valentina...do dance. ...or shall I be Valerie? 20 yrs so far...wheres it gotten me? identity... crisis? perhaps... or re discovery? what shall I call myself? who should I be? ...all I ever really knew, was Valerie. wheres my sunshine? |