Monday Again

I am an afterthought.
I am no one’s priority.
I am an extra seat at table
My gifts are not wanted
My thoughts go unheard
My laughter an echo
No one wonders 
Who I am
What I think
A hundred years from now
Will I have made a difference?
Will I leave a footprint
In the decades to come?
Will I be remembered
Fondly or will some
Distant child
Judge me mad?
Or think of me at all?
If not, then what purpose 
Do I serve?
And now it’s Monday again.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Gwaltney Bales Avatar
January 20, 2023 at 11:45 PM
Thank you so much for your comments, Kim. I truly appreciate it. Ellen (hugs back)
Rodrigues Avatar
January 20, 2023 at 8:35 PM
One that will resonate with many. …And now it’s Monday again. Everyone matters…their footprint counts. ((hugs))
Gwaltney Bales Avatar
January 20, 2023 at 6:29 AM
John, you always know the right things to say. I appreciate your comments very much!
Gwaltney Bales Avatar
January 20, 2023 at 6:28 AM
Thank you, Ilene, for your kind words. I appreciate your feedback so much!
Bauer Avatar
January 17, 2023 at 10:59 AM
you express your inner thoughts so well, ellen, that i (and i'm sure many others) enjoy reading them. that has to count for something!
Gondolf Avatar
January 17, 2023 at 2:22 AM
You will leave your poetry behind and people will remember you when they read it. This is one of the reasons I started writing six years ago. John
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