Aiutobiography in 37 linesA Poem by diannePoemI Am Growing UpI am the sum of my genes Not quite a tabula rasa at birth.
Growing up with love; learning to love in return.
Not a pretty child by nature, nor outgoing,
Growing up with ideas; tempered by the time.
Rebirth is not an easy journey. Experience and insight at war
Growing up with longing; true love eluded me.
Not quite a tabula rasa, even at rebirth.
September 2007 -- Telling My Story
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© 2015 dianneAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on July 28, 2008 Last Updated on November 15, 2015 AuthordianneLansing, MIAboutI am a 62 year old mother of one son (24 years old). I retired last year and have never been busier in my life. I started writing memoirs when I took a class at Rice University in in Houston in 2003. .. more..Writing
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