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My Calling

Reasonings Too few Hopefully more My resentment flairs My will ebbs Still looking elsewhere I won’t just leave I care too much My heart is here Have more to give Want answers to my whys Know I’ll never truly know Doors of opportunity may open But I still hold hope Knowing this is my calling

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Ngoc Nguyen

Date: 7/20/2012 9:14:00 PM

Sounds like real interior monologue...has the inner echo of seeking and searching. Nice job!--Ngoc

Debbie Guzzi

Date: 7/20/2012 10:33:00 AM

Congrad's on your fine write making it through to round one in an international poetry contest. Light & Love

Carol Sunshine Brown

Date: 7/18/2012 9:14:00 AM

Congratulations on your poem making it through round one of the PoetrySoup International Poetry Contest. I wish you the best in the finals Betty Gail. Love, Carol

Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 2/1/2012 11:59:00 AM

wery well done Betty !!! oxox love Anne-Lise

Andrew Legan

Date: 8/28/2011 2:49:00 PM

Amazing poem Mrs. Rush, I believe it to have a personal meaning. It really speaks to me and I must state that this poem will be the one to help me threw this week :)