In this place of so many unknowns,
Things never thought.
Every way to be grown,
Different ways I'm being taught.
Sometimes living in apathy.
Every day comes with humbleness
My heart grows with sympathy.
Moments of peace and distress.
My heart stays in this state,
Of complete confusion.
But it's pushed back behind the gate
To deal another day with the frustration.
It's coming to an end,
So much I will tale away.
Something new around the bend,
Will what I've learned take root and stay?
1 comment:
And to think, only two weeks left...my how time flies.
Be blessed friend.
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