The Beginning
stepping over yesterday
on my way to
today
crashing into walls
as I make my way
unfamiliar spaces
ahead of me
a road to travel
yet I can't see
a left or a right
I must choose
no one seems happy
or amuse
no time to conclude
my brief interlude
my world spins
as my story begins
Copyright © Wanda Y. Olivera | Year Posted 2016
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