We are none of us strong as we think
Nor weak as we seem or might soon be;
We walk along this wet, pebbled shore
Yearning for a noble tide to sweep us out
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A poignant penning... I am enjoying reading your works! ! ! Please keep penning them One Peace at a Time
Your use of repetition in development from the first two lines to the the chnges in those lines in your final two, is the strong backbone of this poem. '...we hear ourselves negotiating/With heaven we used to prop up.' In two lines you have taken me from young exuberant confidence to discussing treatment with my diabetes specialist.
An Outstanding Poem! One of the best I read from your work.