I Am What I Am Poem by Uloia Norris Moore

I Am What I Am

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Some say get over it
others never do

I like better the taste of honey
as all do such as you
vinegar as child in the south
I only took by spoon
but the swamps
were my calling

I knew the spoon would
do for the
skeeters partook
of me not

Being as it is that I am
my hand or cyber word
such disgust at that
when a hand for my word

I can't keep your grace
though you know
me not

Such a short time I've got
I have done with

What I have the best
that i can
overtures some have sent
my way and

Great full you have no idea
the manner of worth unto me
I was pleased more
so even the birds would sing

For the purist of you all
if a year longer
of you

I would have so know
you pray tell overwhelm
you this much from
your writing

I've received none of you here
can be held in that light so
many friends
I wish of
you all

Good speed

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