Jagged Edges
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For the contest, J With Four Options by Constance La France
There are edges Time leaves in passing
Some of them are jagged
A few edges are grey and badly torn
Sometimes the jagged are also distorted
and leave one puzzled, confused
Some edges can cause disquiet
And we begin to wonder where they were
Were they there all along and not noticed
Or, were we able to ignore.
Did we simply whisk them from our life
Along with Worry, Sadness, Fear
But, sometimes, when we look closely,
Grasping Time from its rushing
We will see colors behind the jags
lilac, red, green, blue, amber...
Some colors will simmer and pop
Some colors will magically glow
Those colors we would like to keep
For they are filled with Hope.
Copyright © Ann Peck | Year Posted 2025
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