If Only

I thought this week, rather than writing about well um my writing and my journey I would share a poem that I wrote many years ago which I somehow missed from my earlier collection.

But like the great hoarder that I am, I stumbled across it when I was looking for inspiration in my note books. For me it reminds me of the shy quiet girl I used to be so many years ago (23 to be exact) and the strive to be more confident something that I still struggle with as I am sure so many people do. There is always that one thing we wish we could do, but that whole fear thing stops us.

So here it is…

If Only

If only I was taller, I’d be such a confident girl

I’d go out there and show the world

dressed up and give a twirl.

If only I was prettier, I’d get all of the guys

Walk up to the sexy man in the room

And flash him a shapely thigh.

If only I was fitter, I would run wild and free

Around the world and back again

And still be home for tea.

If only I was wiser, I’d save a bob or two

I’d have a house in Tuscany

and maybe Timbuktu

If only I was slimmer, I’d still fit in that dress

I’d strut my stuff in my LBD

and all would be impressed.

If only I could stop wondering

What simply could not be

I’d not be such a worrier

And have more time for being me.

By M J Fletcher (aged 15)