A Night Like This

By Mitzi Danielson-Kaslik

It is on nights like this

That I wonder who I am.

Am I a scholar?

Am I a singer?

Am I a writer?

Am I a dancer?

When I look at you it doesn’t matter,

Maybe that’s why I keep looking.

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