There It Is To Claim

Poem By Lawrence S. Pertillar

There it is to claim.
Your life to restart.
There it is to give it a name.
To do and call it what you like.
To do until it feels right.
And not too tight.
But custom made.

There it is to claim.
What for you is happiness.
And there it is to rearrange,
With it known to clarify...
How you will live prioritized.

There it is to claim.
Satisfaction not denied.
There it is to claim.
Excitement that's inviting.
There it is to claim.
Without acceptance to approve.
Your life to live.
Without acceptance to approve.
Your life to live.
To live it as you choose to do.

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