I am a woman of words.

I devoured them when I was young

and they became a part of me.

Then came a time when I felt the need

to return the words to the page,

infused with my life’s experiences.

Sometimes words are my friends,

flowing with ease onto the page,

giving voice to my pain, my love, my rage.

Sometimes they are my enemies,

refusing to cooperate,

stubbornly sticking in my brain.

But always, always they are there

waiting to be freed,

waiting to free my heart and soul.

I am a woman of words.

© Kathleen McKee Snyder

Kathleen McKee Snyder, poems, Poetry, Writing at the Ledges