Bringing Mae Flowers

I am not a poet.

Does that mean I shouldn’t write? 

Are my words meaningless because they aren’t high art? 

I am not a philosopher.

Does that mean I shouldn’t think?

Are my thoughts meaningless if they aren’t soliloquy?

I am not an academic.

Does that mean I shouldn’t learn?

Is my education meaningless because of how it’s earned?

I am not many things. 

Does that mean that I shouldn’t live?

My life may not mean much to you, but it isn’t meaningless.