A poem I read and liked

ME

As long as I live

I shall always be

My Self - and no other,

Just me.

Like a tree.

Willow, elder,

Aspen, thorn,

or cypress forlorn.

Like a flower,

For its hour-

Primrose, or pink,

Or a violet -

sunned by the sun

And with dewdrops wet.

Always just me.

- Walter de la Mare