Oh, Just To Be Me!
(A poem from my Diary
as an adolescent Mormon girl)I’m in middle row, 2nd to left

Oh, Just To Be Just Me!

I was born some time ago
Way out in the sticks
In a  Mormon colony in Mexico
In nineteen-forty-six.

My parents moved to the U.S.
When I was only one –
Right after The Great Depression
And World War II were done.

We’re now eleven kids,
Though I’m only twelve;
For everything I’ve ever had,
I’ve had to dig ‘n’ delve.

I’m told strife will strengthen me
Clear down to my core;
Sure hope this is the case,
For Strengthening’s such a chore!

Can’t wait till I’m grown up
And have a family;
For instead of just “becoming,”
I’d really like to be.
Oh, just to be me!