Monday, February 27, 2017

2-27-2016

I tried a little harder
or so I want to believe.
I asked and gave.
A little bitter at times.
I'd like to think
this is the fear
but the bitter tasted so sweet.

Sunday, February 26, 2017

2-26-2017


I am always grasping 
at something I can not have.
A story left unfinished.
           Poetry.


Saturday, February 25, 2017

2-25-17

For once in my life
I imagined I was right were 
I wanted to be.
Goals met.
Dreams accomplished
I would sit and ponder 
make a new life plan.

just

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