I Am Everything

I Am

I am everything:
The autumn winds easing the leaves away from their branches,
A baby's smile at daddy's funny face,
The tears that seep into the soil at a funeral,
A heavy snowfall on Christmas Eve.

I am a hug:
Offered only during times of sadness,
Never given often enough.

I am a mirror:
Reflecting the moods of those in my surroundings
Or the inanimate objects that remain once all have gone home.

I am a microphone:
Echoing the opinions of those around me,
Telling the truths of all, but only being accepted by one.

I am a shell:
Full of the many memories of yesterday,
Unable to grasp anything today.

I am a skeleton:
Stripped away of any feeling,
After everyone has taken a piece.

I am nothing:
Not a firefighter,
Thanked for saving the family pet.
Not a lover,
Dearly missed by her significant other.
Not a role model,
Written about for a second grader's project.
Not a person at all;
I am a simple cadaver, sliced up for answers to all of life's questions.