0089 Revealed [13 September 1997]

Author’s note: This was written in response to my first choir trip in high school. It was the first time I’d verbally came out as having Trichotillomania, which was a huge deal for me. Such a good memory.

Flowing softly,
We roll along,
Along a road home.

Long we have been,
Yet home is a short way,
Soon shall we be
In our own homes.

Even as it seems so long,
It was too short.
The time we spent together
A mere blur as time goes.

Friendships appeared
In the most unlikely places,
And tears were cried,
As sorrows were expressed.

We became as one,
An unlikely group.
And our voices rose high,
To give life to song.

And we did,
Beautiful was each voice
And in that
Beautiful was our song.

My life has changed
And there’s no doubt why
I thank every one
Who watched.

Who watched
As my soul was set free,
And the beauty within me,

About taikodragonjkf

Member of Spokane Taiko. Poet. Karaoke singer. Love cats and baseball.
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