Sleep my pretty bird.
I won’t say a word.
Just rest your weary eyes.
Then we say our goodbyes.
Soon you will fly away to heights
As you drift through the days and nights.
Your new badge of freedom
You’ll wear in your kingdom.
But always remember me
As the one who set you free.
I have to keep reminding myself that I’m writing what I feel and not what some reviewers think I should feel.
I must stop changing my words to suit everyone.
I must remember this as I write my second book.
As I write my thoughts and my feelings.
My own words.
My own thoughts.
My own feelings.
I’ve learned a lot along the way.
I have to learn to believe in myself.