Fickle
Nature is fickle
And sometimes she’s cruel.
It’s foolish to trust her
And end up the fool.
For sometimes appearance
Is meant to deceive,
Upsetting assumptions
You’ve come to believe.
When least you expect it,
Some danger may show,
Despite all the knowledge
You think that you know.
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2022
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