Poetry

Reflections Again (#354)

Somehow things don’t come out the way they should,
No matter how hard you wish they would,
Then again, the situation could be right,
There is much more wisdom in hindsight,
I used to mock my parents for their ideals,
Now that I’m older, I’ve seen much and know how it feels,
I was invisible, and all was a contest I wanted to win,
I guess invisibility grew stale between now and then,
I should have done what my parents had said,
It was all for my good, for they feared I would turn up dead,
Yet I would not have changed things, for I am who I made,
Even still, it’s wise to listen to what the elders bade,

Any Thoughts?

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