I am... THE FULL VERSION

I am a lover of music

A creator of tales.

I wonder my most boys must constantly show off their brawn in routine brawls and beat-ups.

I hear the heartbeat of flourishing trees, and

I see their cringing, wrinkled faces when a young lad twists off one of it’s many arms.

I want to be able to draw amazing trees and clouds.

I am a creator of music

A lover of tales.

I pretend to be a Broadway star, because one day, I will be.

I feel intrigued about fuzzy butterflies and dragonflies, and

I touch their dewdrop saliva, that attaches itself to my finger.

I worry about people who have recently lost someone they hold dear, and

I cry when it occurs to me.

I am a loving creator of musical tales.

I understand that life isn’t just sugar and honey, more like fruit salad with bitter punch.

I say sudoku, no sough-dough-kough, or suduku.

I dream of a place where chickens can cross road, and skeleton don’t have to (due to their lack of stomach), without being ridiculed immensely.

I try to do no less than great, who doesn’t?

I hope I will wake up tomorrow.

I am a lover.

By Kyle Turpin

I am a creator.