write it out…

so i guess a lot
was building up inside me.

who knew?

i didn’t.

but, this morning, as i exercised,
i realized it.
my body was telling me.
and when the tears came pouring out,
i knew i had to do something.

was it abe lincoln who used to write letters
and never send them?

well, i pulled an abe.
and i wrote to the world.
i sat out in the chilly morning
at my picnic table in my back yard
and wrote my heart out.

and then tucked it away.

and ever since then,
i have felt lighter and lighter.

and then i went to the grocery store
and while i was there,
i got myself a treat.

boy did i need that.
just in case you might need it too…
thought i’d mention it.