You are like a muscle
That’s atrophied
But still part of my body
And mind
Or maybe more like a
Buried treasure
Deep down
Or deep up
In my brain
(Or maybe my soul?)
I’m working the muscle
Exercising it even though
Sometimes it hurts
Less often do I start to say something en español
And finish en français
Languages are a funny thing
The journey back to you is a little rough
But I’m finding my way, slowly
Some frustration
A lot of laughter
Need more patience
Kathryn Presner 