A Poet Never Sleeps

One day you will be faced with the impossible. When you become afraid, become inspired.

24 February 2013

A Wasted Gift

I know you worry for me
because I refuse to do so for my self
although your concern touches me
its wasted efforts

I'm aware of the situation
which upon I stand
it may not be the best
but this is how I live

so stop your fuss
I'll be fine
both now and later
but thank you

sometime its best
to let the field lay fallow
something wholesome is sure to form
so let me go

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