I suffer from consequences of decisions,
Small or big,
Taken earlier or later or today,
For they bring a certain miscalculation,
In my course that I very comfortably set,
A dilemma I clearly face,
To easily let it pass,
Or let it ruin my day,
Months or years,
It’s funny how often I resort to a decision,
The later and usually the hardest,
Like weeping over set Sun,
And the rain that fell yesterday…..
Nice poem Harsh after a loooooong time
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Relatable, Harsh! Hope all is well! ❤
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Hi, friend! So glad to be back and reading your words! 💗
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