Sep 26 2005
Rummaging in the Dark
As she flipped through the pages
Of her life’s catalogue,
She came across some images
She’d thought she had forgotten.
And as her eyes took in the sight
Of these long-lost pictures,
She found herself overwhelmed
By the possibilities she had
Locked away
In a room
Tossed haphazardly in a
Booby-trapped tomb
It’s not that she had never cared
Or had never tried achieving
But more that all of her attempts
Had somehow been denied
So no matter who had found a way
To close up her hopes and dreams
All that really counts right now
Is that she finds the key to
Open up
That door
Pull out what’s been discarded
Now value what was deemed poor
It’s so hard
Most times
To face your detractors
It’s almost
Impossible
To get past your distractions.
APN
Copyright 09/03/2005
