I am 83,and it is time-
I have stories,and love,and smiles
Settle down and listen for a while...
You see,my first love was music-
I would sit by the sea of waves
Imbibe the smoke of fires
watch as boats of lyrics
stole the strings of my heart
Music is still a love-jazz!
though I have outlived its practitioners
Theater caught me next
I was an actor/actress
live theater-much,small,smart
it took my heart so much
I ended up in many Texas films
It turned me into a blonde
It helped me be big and brassy and bold!
I was not prepared for poetry-it took me
when I had emotions.Words came-like weeds
My garden tangled by its intensity-
I spoke of emotional cats and dogs ,lantana,love-
of human rights and women deserving respect
I only had to leave her when
all the troupes and books and opened mikes
could not change my world to peace
You see,I have to write this memoir while I can
I know that you will understand..
I came to leave..
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