The Jessica Rule

Twisting my arm,

I say ''Uncle!''

And think carefully...

*

What did I do?

Climbed a set of mountains;

walked endlessly

on an island, single

yet happily.

*

Spoke several languages

(on the tongue; in the body),

often quite fluently.

*

Made friends, morphed enemies,

felt several pains and joy.

Earned something regal for the family

to put up on a wall

(not too recently).

*

All said and all done

(nothing stated in vain?).

All those memories and

pages taken out of thoughts,

pictures, reels, and scribbles

(a portrait of me).

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And I would rather face this all

(be in that old life)

once again

than to spark your sadness

and lose that love

(that greatness I can be).

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