GROWN GRUMBLINGS
Excuse me, friend
My mirror has been retracted
I've faced my fears
Where light was refracted
Your sharp words
No longer cut and maul
I've recovered what was lost
In that catastrophic fall
Away from me, fear monger
What have I to do with you
Stirring your concoctions
Making deception seem true
Feet running quickly
Finding trouble and despair
I'm finally at peace
Knowing that life is never fair
What is this voice I hear
Walking from eternity into time
Inviting me to come away from position
Following LOVE until I find
...the child is grown
Written by Trudy Schrader on 06-12-2026
Note: LOVE doesn't demand its own way, no matter the level of maturity.
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