The Book Nook Chronicles

Poem inspired by Julie Andrews‘ Home Work: A Memoir of My Hollywood Years

Prodigy with pigtails–
Green as grass;
a pint-sized force of nature.

Those vast mountains
appear sophisticated, while feeling 
there's a gentle, bright soul locked away.
Her spirited display of emotion;
chemistry; things left unsaid.

I wonder when one becomes an older person?
I think, the common  denominator is human misery.
There is no difference in our humanity; 
only in our cicumstances.
But what is success?