How I have longed to be fair and full of love

So much so that the air around me would be light

Full of heaven’s proper glow

A brightness and airy quality of my spirit and nature

That the love and admiration of my fellows

Would be pure delight, to be honored with an integrity I am not at all familiar

To be known of a gentle heart, sparkling eyes, and tenderness

To be likened to Victor’s Elizabeth

Tender, mild, and meek

Though I was born into a resilient harshness

A lung filled cry upon those surrounding me

A gentleness that only arrives in chest aching cries

Pleading for sympathy and empathy

Aggressive they claim me to be

Though this is not the stirrings of my heart