What dreams are those
Waving at me
Upon the distant ridge?
I don't know anymore
And at the moment
I am almost too tired
To care.
What is it
About me
That breeds failure
Like mongrels
In a purebred world?
Why, when I reach
For success,
Do I succeed
Only in falling
On my face?
But I'll pick myself up
And try again,
For not to do so
Would mean I am dead,
And I am very much alive!
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Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader)
Reviewed on September 17, 2009
Well done indeed sweet lady...stay safe and well..hugss
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This collection of poetry addresses the nature of time, reflections on the natural world, the difficulty of loss,
contemporary social issues and gratitude for life.
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