Than I thought it would.
The years pass quickly
As do the opportunities.
And I have sat still
Without any strength
To put myself out there--
a thirst left for others to quench.
But the wheels have begun turning
Without any help from me.
A slight shove from the Almighty
Has made me look up and see:
That its now or never.
It is sink or swim.
And all the coddling
Has come to an end.
Great poem. Accept that "slight shove". I'm sure that those wheels will turn in the right direction for you Jillien.
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