Many years ago now, I wrote my first poem...and it was very bad...but, as a first, I fell in love with the making of poetry...

I have gone through many journals since that day. But, when I start a new one I always write this poem at the start...it is a piece of who I was.

Oddness
Lightness
Rightness
Wrongness

Moving rounding
Rounding upness

Stairs and ladders
Ladders , stairs

Always going
Always there