Tuesday, March 21, 2017

On my Own in my Bedroom (a Poem)





On my Own in my Bedroom  

I enjoy being on the own, 
being surrounded by my dear possessions in my bedroom.
It's not a time of feeling "Oh, I'm so alone"
It's a deeply satisfying time of my imagination running amok and of relaxing self-reflection.


(c)Lena Holdman, all rights reserved 2017 


Poet Notes: It's World Poetry Day and this poem suddenly popped in my head today. I like hanging out in my room a lot and people think that I feel lonely at times but I'm not. I'm very happy and I feel independent when I'm on my own. 

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