Identity....

our greatest confusion lies in identity...
we are not what we own, not what
we've accomplished, not even what
we've dreamed...
we are what we've lived in each other!
the moment shared, the small kindness,
the brush of affection, the hours worked for,
the hand extended, the tears and the laughter...
nothing more, and nothing less!

poem by Eric Cockrell
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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