Slipping and Falling

I have Slipped many a time.
Sometimes, it has lead to
laughing, bumps and bruises.

But, there was a time, 
when being in a hurry 
was more Satin's tool.

Tool for what?
Why, it was  to give me more time
as an earthly endeavors ,

And, to take me from loved ones
I am < still not sure,
If it was to show me
from wrong to right

30 years later,
I have  learned; yet,
am Still me,
Unchangle Me!!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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June 21, 2016 at 12:10 AM
LYNN, Enjoyed reading your thoughts and words. Keep sharing and writing poetry. ~SKAT~
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