The Weight

i have a burden all my own,
not yours, but mine, and mine alone.
careful always to hurry by,
lest you should see it in my eyes,
on it i've focused and obsessed,
determined to keep it from the rest.
if i'd shared it, it might not have grown,
i did not, it was mine alone.
but the time has come to put it down, 
so tired of toiling upon this ground,
there's someone else to whom i'll loan, 
this burden of mine, this secret stone.
and when I do, may be I'll find,
the weight was all within my mind.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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