Ashamed
Ashamed
I see what you have and I want it.
I am immediately ashamed.
Indignant over the fact that these feelings could breed with in me;
dismayed at the buckeye of truth that may lie dormant.
Time has a way of encouraging one on their way.
To feel crowded and herded onto the paths that are tamped down before us.
Expectation in the abstract is just a thought.
However, once that possibility comes anywhere near, it is time to move on.
An epiphany cures all.
Copyright © Erin C.C. | Year Posted 2015
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