I was thirsty, hungry, sleepy,
I had strength, wounds, hope,
I had a bag full of seashells
and shoes to go far,
I had a couple of t-shirts,
my favorites,
I had eyes full of tears,
they could look
at the stars and the moon,
I had flawless hearing
to listen to the owl, the swallows,
and the cicadas near home,
I had a strong voice that
always shouted,
I had long legs to
climb over brick walls
and hands that could reach
the blackberries in the thorny bushes.
Then I sat down and
stopped to breathe,
because I am still alive.