by Jay Coral
You know what?
I heard the same thing
the same echo in the bottom of the well.
I caught the same glimpse
of shadows playing tricks
at the mouth of the cave.
And i threw the same rock
but the mountain hit me back
on my own hard head.
What do i know?
I will stomp my feet again
at chances the wind blow me by.
Maybe in desperation
I will pull my hair
and go "ahh" at the love that i dream
and lost in the thick of time.
And the dust
that i will smear my face
because of another year
because of another lesson learned.
I just know
that one day, yes - one day
i will grow up.
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
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3 comments:
I too try not to make the same mistakes twice WJ.
Trouble is there's so many mistakes to make!
Happy New Year!
This is a wonderful poem. I have felt that way, to be sure!
Happy new year.
The lessons of life will keep coming back until we learn them ... wonderful poem Jay!
Happiest New Year wishes, JP/deb
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