What Makes Me

Thu, 02/26/2015 - 19:42 -- MTaylor

 

With a spark of spunk, douse of drama, and plenty of mischief to spare,

I will burst into song without warning and dance to music without care.

Though I am bright, bubbly, and outgoing, there is so much more to me;

There is something that sets me apart from others and makes me unique.

 

I have firey passion and fervent love for kids who are hospitalized.

I want to be a doctor so hospitalized kids can realize

That children don't belong in hospitals, but in schools and in their homes.

All children should have a chance to play, learn, and grow.


Without my passion and love for sick kids, I would not be me;

Without my infatuation for the unwell, I don't know who I would be.

Who am I, you may ask? Oh, but don't you see,

My fiery, fervent, passionate is what makes me...

Me.


 

This poem is about: 
Me

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