sometimes she wakes at 3am
wondering what if she were wrong
and this a mistake
the life she should have led
misplaced in some corner
of a room she passed through
on her way to somewhere else
then that long stare
into darkness
till morning
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Your poem is lovely but the grass is not always greener on the other side. :o)
I don’t doubt that but this person (JM) will always wonder.
Many will. :o) It’s like stepping into a painting but once you take that step there’s not going back. :o)
Good analogy.
I like this very much, has meaning for me.
Thank you, Anna. I’m glad it has meaning for you.
Quite beautiful.
Thank you.