Making Sense
Stop
and look...
danger lurks
in places that seem
safe to the eye, but somehow it makes sense.
Think,
wait, act...
achieve much more
with a free spirit;
plan wisely and everything will make sense.
Entered in Michael J. Falotico's contest,
" Double Tetractys "
Written by Andrew Crisci
Copyright © Andrew Crisci | Year Posted 2011
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