Week of Jul 27, 2015

Not Exactly Recrimination

I wish I could tell you
I learned every lesson hard-won
and remembered later
and made the changes

even in tiny baby steps.
That I used my stubbornness
on my own behalf, but
I have to report

I am like anyone who struggles
who juggles, who is faced with troubles
and forgets to ask for help
forgets to rest.

Forgets all the past grace
and falls off the cliff
until attention is paid
and recollection.

Oh, if self-love were easy,
everyone would do it!

Margaret Dubay Mikus
© 2010

From Thrown Again into the Frazzle Machine

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