Poetry: Dear Body

Poetry by Betty

I apologize for stuffing you like a marionette

To distract my brain from my anxious thoughts.

No matter the hard roads I take you on,

You welcome me back with open arms.

Thank you.

For letting me fit in when I feel stretched out.

When I would rather flee, you hold me down.

For carrying my being in gracious motions

And turning my little thoughts into actions.

Thank you.

I am at home, when I am with you

Therefore, I am at home wherever I go.