Fire for Uninspired
Pray for me red heart bleeds
Giving up on turquoise dreams
Can’t design a silver fishing line
To pull back in passions unwind
Gave up so long emerald ego for sure
What use to matter doesn’t anymore
Perhaps I’ll find inspiration in old age
My purpose to be a warning an old maid
Then I remember my favorite verse
In the Bible I heard from church
Rather it was more a feeling unrehearsed
It’s not over until God says so get to work
Copyright © Karen Jones | Year Posted 2025
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