I Am... Poem by emily henson

I am the sun,
Shining for all to see,
Always striving to be better.
I am a wooden gate
Keeping out people with hurtful intentions,
Keeping in those I hold close to my heart.
I am a cave painting,
At first I just look normal,
Part of an old cave wall
But those who look closely
Through all the cracks and damage,
See that I am exquisite.
I am a pair of dice,
Always different
Depending on the roll.
Always changing in unpredictable ways.
I am a city
Entertaining, colorful, bright.
There are so many parts of me,
It is impossible to see everything
Always attracting new people.
Personality bursting out.
I am me.