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Silly Fears

Its not a mid-life crisis, it just took me all these years To realize the foolishness of all my silly fears. See, my mom, she worried all her days and "caution" was her song. She saw the worst scenario in whatever could go wrong. Her fears, disguised "protection", kept me safe and always near. But in my heart and mind and soul, "protection" birthed more fear. "Being careful" rippled over into all my inhibitions, And "safety first" dictated every venturesome decision. So, here I am, half-way through this careful life I lead And now, I see there's so much more than fears I have believed. She meant so well and did her best by helping me 'beware' But the curious world whispers, “discovery is not a dare.” So forgive me if you think I've thrown caution to the wind, I'm just tired of being careful, wonderin' how things might've been.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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Date: 5/12/2015 9:19:00 PM
It must be hard to overcome an upbringing like that. I'm the opposite. I used to be adventurous, but now I'm extremely scared and cautious about everything. Really enjoyed your well written poem Polly!
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Date: 11/19/2014 11:29:00 AM
deep very beautiful pen polly
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Date: 11/18/2014 3:26:00 PM
This is a marvelous poem . . . fear can keep us in bondage -- it a great early warning guide but a very poor master! Live free my friend -- each and every day!
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Polly Strouse
Date: 11/18/2014 7:03:00 PM
Thank you David! I so appreciate your insight and encouragement. Oh, if you only knew... how I desire to live free.

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