back were I belong

I know it's been

a long time..

but I am branching...where the limbs

are so wide in diameter..

i spread from far and in between love..I

captured every ounce

of bitter dreams

and tasty vigilanties..evil

vs. sweet amber way ways of seasons..

I've been through ..

losing

sleep..hours capable of need .for the sick..

I had a mild stroke after

Labor day of this year..

I have been awarded as the read of

The Cotton

Club.. graduation performances

with my grand daughter...

a new

project for my son..the actor...

the love of an old flame..returns just

to get put out..need some space..self sufficentness..

love for my job

which..has kept me off the books due to my sickness..

but..above all

Life's been on going...still have many who care...

love my stature..my

smile...sense of humor..though some

have dropped off my friendly

persuation..good converation and time spend...

I am still Create..

the poetry..the writer and lyricist..the reader..

when am fit to perform..

life carries on..in good times as well as bad...

WHATEVER..the outcome

I bring myself out..the Queen...

Sista..Sheila T Jordan...your narrator..Peace..Create