The CostA Poem by humbleServantI'll never again know
that sense of care-free, and it left on a wind
of betrayal as my childhood fell
away like a shell exposing the coarse
meat of life growling, it does not
relinquish it's precious riches
that easily and, "you can be or
do whatever you can dream in this life" is not always true and even when it is the being and doing will sometimes cost
you supremely and you'd best not go
at it like a couch potato deciding to take on an extreme, multi-faceted,
all-terrain race with no training. The fairy tales of
childhood need to be purposely
and carefully evolved into an optimism that
rests on the foundation of the truth of hard
work, and the idea that
rewards are empty unless they are
filled with what it cost you
to earn them. 7/7/2007 6:32 PM © 2017 humbleServant |
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Added on September 21, 2017 Last Updated on September 21, 2017 AuthorhumbleServantAboutI've been writing poetry since I was 15! 110% Lesbian. Episcopalian, Buddhist, Taoist, Witch. . . a little of this, a little of that. Yes, . . . I am a very sweet, bad girl! more..Writing
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