How Did I Get Here
You’re going through the motions,
The days pass in a blur.
Not sure you’re making progress
Though you’re not who you once were.
You then drift a little further
And the days turn into years
And slowly, you’re left wondering
How on earth did I get here?
How Did I Get Here is a short thoughtful poem by English poet, Ms Moem. ©
Her whole life’s been a battle.
Her face is hard as stone
But inside, there’s a garden,
Just waiting to be sown.
She’s looking for a gardener
To give it TLC
And to bring out all the colours
No-one ever gets to see.
Gardener Wanted is a short poem about life by Ms Moem.
I am every star and butterfly.
I’m rainbows painted in the sky.
I am every memory you recall.
I am comfort. That is all.
Comfort is a short poem by Ms Moem.