Fresh and bracing the wind of change
Flows across bleeding pages
Filled with my story, to rearrange
Facets of my life – new book- future stages
Realise this is not my plot just my story
Read the unique tales already written
Rooted in past mistakes and triumphant glory
Redacted memories may make you smitten
Each chapter filled with serendipity
Events often unplanned have shaped me
Every hurt rooted deep – every joy an epiphany
Ergo the winds of change to own the plot – be free
Absurb to ever see me as a damsel in distress
Angel or devil may both play a part
Although you might see a dragon in a dress
Absolved able to direct the plot if not the story – from the heart