Poetry by Jeff Green

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What’s left

by cricketjeff on August 5, 2008.  © Jeff Green, All rights reserved

I close my eyes and wonder who I am
Behind the smiles the flirts and pretty rhymes
Perhaps I am a charlatan, a sham
Or who you turn to at the worst of times

I know I’m not the me I thought I’d be
But happy to be known as Jeff or Dad
The secret me still waiting to get free
I hope most people think that I’m “not bad”

But in my dreams there is another soul
The inner voice that wants to find a life
To find a place to grow and finish whole
Where I can live and love away from strife

I’ll cut away all dreams and “let’s pretend”
I hope that what is left is called “A friend”

Author notes

Who am I?