Good evening, all. Had a very busy day today so I am posting late. Here is a poem for you and an exercise, as well.
You know, when people think that
You are doing well, or when they see
Things start to move for you,
Envy will rear its ugly head
And fill your life with dread.
Momma, just wanted you to know
That I am still reaching for the stars
But, when you do see me, don't be
Shocked by my additional scars.
1. Can you construct a verse to better tie the first and last verses of this poem together? I will give you mine on tomorrow, if the Lord wills.
Doing What I Can, While I Can,
Aside - Will answer questions to yesterday's blog on tomorrow.