Dear Reader,
When the fear of my life
Climbs into bed with me
And snuggles up close
And puts its cold, icy toes near mine
I shiver down in my core,
Wiggling away,
I wonder how it finds me
When I hide under the sheets.
When the pride of my life
Gallops after me
And runs me down
Like a wild pack of zebra
I get lost and end up falling for it
Getting run over by the hooves of my conceit.
When the tears of my life
Run down my cheeks
And leave reminders on my pillowcase
I realize I must be learning something
And I look forward to the sunrise
When my eyes finally dry.
~ldm
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