Breaking Free Through Poetry
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My Legacy If I died tomorrow What would you remember of me The time we spent together Or the time you wished to be free Remember the arms that hugged you tight The ones that pulled you close The many times I wiped your tears Or the times I kissed your nose Would you remember the skinned up knees Or sometimes the fights we had Would you remember the makeup lessons Or the times when you felt sad Will you think of me on a walk at the mall Holding your hand as we shop Or live to regret an argument A memory I wish I could stop I hope you remember my love for you My arms wrapped around you tight My kisses sometimes for no reason My I love you’s day or night I hope you remember the songs I sang The poems that I wrote I hope you follow the dreams you dreamed Keep walking down the dusty road I hope you never give up on yourself Give it everything you’ve got Love on your babies as I have loved you Give of yourself a lot Plan for today prepare for the future Don’t live with your head in the clouds And one more thing believe in yourself There is no room for self doubt So I ask again if I died tomorrow what would you remember of me I hope you’d remember my love for my kids Because this is my legacy Keynote: Deriving inspiration from Maya Angelou, Debbie writes about her life in a vivid display of sadness and passion.
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Before she began writing poetry, author Leanna Smith had no way of getting her emotions out. With the guidance of an inspiring high school teacher, she found a new way of expressing herself. Through the highs and lows of her life, she continued to write, building a collection of verses that serve as a vivid display of sadness and passion. Breaking Free through Poetry presents a compilation of love, loss, tears, happiness, joy, and sadness spanning thirty-one tumultuous years. Every poem she wrote was a lesson that she needed to learn about a situation she had to experience in order to grow. This poetry collection, written over the course of more than thirty years, shares the thoughts, feelings, and stories of one woman’s life. Dreams Die I once dreamed that you and I We’d come together like earth and sky, But as you know dreams, they die Without a doubt without a sigh I wish I was too strong to cry But this dream left tears in my eyes And of course, I’ll still try Because I’ll love her live or die.
About the Author
Leanna Smith has been writing and living her poetry for thirty-one years. First diagnosed with rapid cycling bipolar disorder and a high-stress anxiety disorder at twenty-one years old, she has been chronicling her life and its highs and lows both before and after she found medication management.