Nearly There

That moon’s
Gonna roll
Me around again.

These unexpected
A decade’s worth
Of dreams
From stagnation.

It is time
For purpose,

Place the cards.
Let the night
Fall where it will.

Find and bless
The scars
And silver hairs.

Forge these
New meanings
In light

Hold onto this.
These are the ones
You choose
And carry.


About Emily

I may or may not have: A. Dirt B. Ink C. Paint D. Wool under my fingernails.

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