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Somebody Else'S Words
(Were Mine)
My First Poem
I first put pen to paper I did not realise I was writing poetry they were just words that I’d held inside and needed to release. I wrote the first one in pencil so I could rub it out but as I started the words seem to leap out nonstop onto the page. Reading them back the next morning I was surprised because it was as if they had been written by somebody else telling my story I found it all a bit unreal.
Leaving Home
My first poem came about after leaving home in secret with my children after many years of living with a very controlling and often angry man. Looking back I realise it was harder staying than finding the courage to leave. I now realise this courage is within all of us; we just need to believe in ourselves.
The Poems and My Life
The poems are a mixture of my life, the things I’ve experienced, and how love, loss, and feelings affect me—wrong or right. Throughout this time, Harry, my dog, was there with me always, pleased to see me when coming home, often inspiring me on our walks and befriending me at lonely times. Thanks, old friend.
