Sandles
Just walking a path
through the woods...
Came upon
soft sloppy mucky mud
engulfing the path ahead
Offering no pity
for me in sandals.
As so be life
randomly unaccommodating
dropping dilemmas
with no clear alternatives
with no regard
for how well-prepared
one would be
or, not...
Offering no pity
for anyone in sandals.
Copyright © Sarah Ann Jullion | Year Posted 2023
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