windy road

So many corners to turn
I yearn to know
which way to go
left might be right
but my sight is blurry
as my heart is hurting
and the road is
I long for
that green meadow
up ahead
dotted with flowers
to ease my thoughts
for bees and
to make me smile
I haven’t smiled
in awhile
my stomach
remains in knots
I’m not one to dwell
on the impossible
yet, I’ve run into
a brick wall
It’s very tall 
and climbing walls
has never been
a strength

but now
is as good as any

to begin

LScott © 2013

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