I am me
In all the world, there is no one else like me
there are persons who have some parts like me
but no one adds up exactly like me.
Therefore everything that come is authentically mine
because I alone chose it.
I own everything about me; My body including everything it does;
My mind including all its thoughts and ideas; My eyes including the images of all they behold; Whatever they may be;
1. Anger
2. Joy
3. Frustration
4. Love
5. Disappointment
6. Excitement
My mouth and all the words that comes out of it;
Polite, Sweet, Rough, Corrent, Incorrent;
My voice; Loud, Soft;
All of my actions whether they be to others or to myself.
I own my fantasies my dreams, my hopes, my fears.
I own all my triumphs and successes
All my failures, and mistakes.
Because I own of me.
I can become intimately acquainted with me.
I know there are aspects about myself that puzzle me.
And other aspects that I do not know.
But as long as I am friendly and loving to myself, I can courageously and hopefully look for the solutions to the puzzles and for ways to find out more about me.
However I look and sound, whatever I say and do, and whatever I think and feel at a given moment in time is me.
This is authentic and represents where I am at that moment in time. When I review later how I looked and sounded what I said and did and how I thought and felt.
Some parts may turn out to be unfitting. I can discard that which is unfitting and keep that which proved fitting.
And invent something new for that which I discarded.
I can see, hear, feel, think, say, and do.
I have the tools to survive to be close to others to be productive and to make sense and order out of the world of people and things outside of me.
I own me and therefore I can engineer me.
I own me and I am okay.

Afterwords
I am me

Maybe you now are in that situatilon, that place in your life, and with that awareness of yourself. That the poem had impact on you too. Maybe you experienced while reading it what other people have. Namely that your value of yourself the new possibilities of guiding and enjoying your life, and getting closer to yourself as the miracle that you are is enhanced. You can see how life can take on new directions for yourself.

For me anything that gives new hope, new possibilities and new positive feelings about oursevles will make us more whole people and thus more human, real and loving in our relationships with others.
If enough of this happens the world will become a better place for all of us.
You matter what goes on between us matters. Since I always carry me with me, and I belong to me. I always have something to bring to you and me.
New resources new possibilities to cope differently and to create anew.

I hope this little essay will give your self-esteem some effort to try harder in life. So in your lifetime you can move on with positive ways in life.

Guardian angels, is there such thing? I
know I have one, or is it a dream? Or is
it the shadow in the corner of my eye? Or
is it you mom? I turn, and then I sigh. I
remember you are gone. Why? Why did you
have to die? I begged God for two days to
please let you stay, but he took you away
from us anyway. He took you mom, to your
new home in the sky. A faraway place where
guardian angels learn how to fly. Heaven,
a wonderful place, with lots of joy, no
suffering, and no pain to face. I know you
are a guardian angel now. Maybe not mine,
but someday we will meet in Heaven, your
home in the sky, and together you and me
mom, we will fly!

Angles
When the bone white of your frame has drawn to it's reedy, most rattling element, when all your life has become white skin the trap hull of a coracle and your bones so brittle they rub to dust when your tendons and muscles have become so taut so fibrous they are the siff gunwales of the boat of your body then it will be time for you to float to the next world and I who massage you for far too few weeks as we fight to keep your tissue pliant your pain a trickle not a river will stand away from the water and let you go when I see milkweed or dandelion in the air I think of your white hair. That's how I know it's a angel pass

I pray each day that everything will soon all be okay.
I ask God to forgive me for what I do
and pray to be loved by him everyday through.
I ask him to watch over me and my family
All my friends and even my worst enemy.
I pray that I'll be happy again someday
And, that things will all start going the right way.
I ask him to be there when I really need him to be
And, I love him, I hope he can see
I pray each time I close my eyes that God is forever
in my mind and in my heart God someday I will find

I have so many questions,
Where do I begin?
If I ask will you answer?
Is that your voice I hear?
Will you come to me in a dream,
On a cold winters night?
Telling me you love me,
And things will be alright.

How long before the pain stops?
It gets stronger everyday.
I never got to say goodbye,
Or tell you how I feel.

Did you know how much
You mean to me?
I loved you with all my heart.
I cherish all my memories,
Now that we're apart.