A matter of perspective
Back in school, it seemed time was at a standstill. In hindsight, it seemed
like a hell we needed to to go through and survive as best we could so as to earn our freedom.
Back then, I wish someone had showed me a jar of marbles ~ one marble
for every year of my life. Let's say even just 60, and pick out 4 or 5
that represent those highschool years ~ look at all the marbles left :
THAT's your life, the few in your hand are just some kind of twisted test…
courage and patience
bridging to the other side
freedom lies ahead
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
Submitted on May 18, 2025 to contest 'YOUR CHOICE i' sponsored by BRIAN STRAND - RANKED 10TH
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