Category : Poems

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No, No! Don't step there
My heart is beating so
Run, hide, get under that chair
Don't let yourself show

One of many, lost in a crowd,
Sometimes I would rather be
In my head the noise is so loud
I feel lost and tossed as with the sea

Narrowly I must follow the path
Get out of that cocoon I've spun outside
Freely stand up and begin to laugh
Let peace and contentment freely abide

As I spring open and come back to life
Getting out from under that chair
I find it wasn't so bad after all
And I'm so glad to not to be there

© Copyright 1999 by Jean E. Gorney